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I jump at Callan’s voice and a complete calamity ensues.
I fumble with my phone in my haste to get out of www.inmybigdickera.com and get his dick out of sight.My arms that were holding my dress in place shift as I reach for the phone that’s falling to the floor.Falling between me and Callan.With said dick still on the screen.This, though, is fast becoming the least of my concerns because also falling to the floor is the dress that’s doing a god-awful job of covering my body.
Callan steps forward and bends to retrieve my phone, to which I exclaim, “No!Don’t.”
I bend at the same time and when he lifts his head to look at me after I practically scream at him, he comes face-to-face with my boobs.The dress is down around my waist and I’m internally berating myself for choosing the bra I chose today.It’s a black plunge bra that is all thin black straps and flesh colored mesh.I love it because it makes me feel sexy and feminine.Callan’s staring at it like his eyes are glued to it, and while that’s generally the point of this bra, I’m experiencing conflicted sensations right now.
I’ve wanted his eyes on me like this forever and god, does it feel good.Like, all the way down in my belly good.But also, it’s happened so awkwardly and nothing will come of it, which means this will become a memory that won’t feel good whenever I remember it.
Hastily reaching for the dress, I attempt to pull it back up.This gets Callan’s attention and he tries to help me.If I thought things were already awkward, I had no idea of the levels of awkwardness we could descend into.Now it’s not only his eyes on me, but also his hands.On my boobs.All over my boobs.Everywhere.And not in a sexy, hot way, but in alet me cover you upway.
“Fuck,” he curses once I’ve got the dress back in place.
I look down at his hands that are still covering my breasts.“I think I’m good now.”
He immediately removes his hands like he was touching something burning hot.Then, he picks up my phone and hands it to me, his blue eyes holding an emotion I can’t get a proper read on.
When he doesn’t say anything, I blurt, “They’re just boobs, Callan.You’ve seen lots of them in your lifetime.”
Goodness, this is painful.I have no idea what’s happening but there’s an energy sitting between us that’s new and unfamiliar and bewildering.
He appears lost for words, but finally he asks, “What’s with the dress?”
“It’s hot, right?”Blair says as she saunters into the living room.She’s looking at me like she’s planning something wicked that I won’t like very much.
Before Callan can answer her, Rhodes strides into the room too, his eyes coming straight to mine.“Did your boy tell you who he just met?”
My boy.
Nope, I wanna say,not my boy.I wish, but it’ll never happen.
“Who?”I ask, grateful for the change in conversation.
Rhodes rattles off the name of Callan’s favorite pitcher from the baseball team he never stops thinking about.I barely pay attention though because all I can think about is the fact I need to get this dress off me.When Rhodes finishes his monologue about how they met the guy and what happened after they got talking, his brows wrinkle at me.“What the fuck are you wearing, Liv?”
Such a great question.And one that leads me into saying, “Something I should never have agreed to try on.”
With that, I scurry from the living room into Sasha’s bedroom and announce, “We’re done with this dress and neither of you will ever convince me otherwise!”
Sasha and Nancy stare at me like they want to argue with me but obviously my tone was clear enough that they got the point because they don’t.Instead, they just glance at each other and then leave the room like they came to a silent agreement to do so.
After I change back into my clothes and hang Sasha’s dress in her closet, I join everyone in the living room.Rhodes is leading a conversation about the baseball player they met.Blair is sitting on a sofa looking like she may kill someone if her dinner doesn’t arrive soon.Sasha and Nancy are hanging off every word Rhodes utters and Callan appears only half invested in the conversation.
He meets my gaze when I stand across from him in the group, his eyes flaring a little, which is his signal to me that Rhodes is talking a lot and that he wants to be done with this conversation.
The wild energy that’s been racing through my veins since the moment he caught me staring at that dick photo settles at that gesture.He’s moving on from the moment and I, for one, am relieved about that.I don’t know what that weird current between us was, but I’m happy to leave it behind and get back to normal.
“Rhodes.”I cut in on what he’s saying.“Have you decided what wedding gift to get Bobby and Karen?”
A pained expression fills his face.“Did Sash tell you about that?”
I laugh and briefly catch Callan’s thank you smile.“She and Callan have both told me how ridiculous the registry is, and yeah, Sasha told me you’re having a coronary at the price of everything they want.”
Rhodes is filthy rich but he’s also frugal and, so far, has refused to part with any of his cash for a gift.The wedding is coming up in three weeks though, so time is ticking.Both Sasha and Callan are highly amused over the entire affair and I enjoy listening to their latest update on Rhodes’s most recent outburst over it.
“There’s nothing on that registry under five grand, Liv.I’m not fucking spending that kind of money on that asshole.The only reason we’re going to the wedding is because Sash likes Karen.”He looks at Callan.“Have you bought something yet?”
Callan shakes his head.“No.”
