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She grabs my shirt, tugs me forward, and claims my mouth. I want to slide into her and fuck her until she feels the depth of my love, my need for her, but this isn’t about sex. It’s about making her really hear my side. “I know you feel it. Don’t lie to me, Cal. You feel it. The electricity buzzing between us. It’s always been like this. Since the moment I walked into that bar and saw you. And it’s never gone away.”
I run my lips down her chin, kissing the sensitive part of her collarbone. I cup her breast, rubbing her hard nipple between my thumb and index finger. It’s barely above a whisper, but she whispers my name in a soft plea. “The least we can do is be honest with ourselves and stop running away. Tell me, Cal. Admit it and tell me what I wanna hear. I know you’re dying to tell me that—”
“I love you,” she says in a hoarse sob. “I love you, but it hurts too bad.”
I claim her mouth, kissing her with intent. Kissing her so she knows that I won’t hurt her. I’ve always only wanted to protect her and keep her safe. “It’s going to be okay.”
“It’s not. It won’t.” She cries against my lips. “I won’t make it back another time.”
“Cal, without you, I’m not making it back at all. Don’t you see? You showing up on my doorstep is a sign. Our story isn’t over yet. Not even close.”
Chapter nine
Callie
“Moveinwithme.”
“What?”
“I know you aren’t deaf, babe. Move in with me.”
“I never said I was deaf. I just didn’t know if I heard you right. You want me to move in with you?”
“Practically already live here. What would be the difference?”
“I don’t know. Maybe Russ didn’t sign up to have a third roommate?”
“Russ loves you. Plus, I’ll get rid of him as soon as you say yes to me.”
I slap him against the chest. “You’re not getting rid of Russ. I love Russ. He’s like the brother I never had—” I squeal and suddenly find myself flat against Easton’s mattress.
“Brother or not, I’m gonna need you to not use the word love and another man’s name in the same sentence, or I’ll be spending some time in jail.”
“Wait, are you jealous? My confident, tough-guy boyfriend is jealous?”
“Not jealous. Protective. Need to secure what’s mine.”
My chest vibrates with laughter. “Oh boy, that sounds super hot.”
“Good. Because if it scared you off, I’d have to just come after you and keep you captive. Feed you Pop-Tarts and my cock until you realize you’re madly in love with me.”
“Ahhh, Plan B is kidnapping and Stockholm Syndrome, huh?”
“You don’t even wanna know what my Plan C is. ’Cause baby, you ain’t ever getting away from me.”
I wrap my arms around his neck. “So, I guess I shouldn’t tell you you’re my forever? Spend a little bit more time playing hard to get?”
“You should start practicing saying yes because one of these days, I’m gonna make you mine. And it’s gonna be official.”
“Oh yeah?”
His hand slides down my bare belly to my panties, and a finger slips through my pulsating sex. “There’s no better time than the present. Say it.” He strokes me harder. “Come on, babe. Practice makes perfect.”
His fingers feel so good. “Yes. . .”
***
I stir awake at the memory. My eyes flutter open to see Easton next to me. He’s awake on his side, staring at me.
