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Where are all these thoughts coming from?
The last time I checked Callan out like this was five months ago when we went skiing with his family.I fell and he came to my rescue, and let’s just say that even with at least three layers of clothing between me and his muscles, I was still taking a good look.
I go back to the mail.“Nine weddings is insane.I hope Penelope can spare that many weekends.”And there it is.I reallydowant to know what’s happening between them.
He places the ingredients to make scrambled eggs on the island between us.Callan’s super serious about his macros and rarely deviates from the spreadsheet I created for him to calculate and track his food.“I’m not certain Penny will be my plus-one anymore.”
The way my stomach just settled says a lot.
I finish with his mail and meet his gaze.“Because you slept with her?”
“No, because of what she thinks the sex means.”
As he reaches for a knife to cut the vegetables for his scrambled eggs, I move around the island and take the knife from him.He steps to the side and passes me the onion.Callan can cook but he prefers my cooking.
“Were you drunk when you decided to break your no-sex-with-friends rule?”
“No.”
I’m pretty sure I almost chop my thumb off at that.“So, you’ve ditched that rule now?”
He sighs and appears pained about all this, which is just odd.Not only does Callan easily move on from the women he dates or sleeps with, but he’ll also talk to anyone about sex for as long as they want.There are days I wonder how he managed to build a company the size of his because sometimes it seems like all he thinks about is sex.“No.”
I stop chopping so I can dedicate my full attention to our conversation.“I don’t understand then.I didn’t think you were into Penelope.”
“I had my reasons.”
When I don’t respond, because he’s being very vague and it’s not in our nature to be vague like this with each other, he takes the knife from me and attempts to take over the vegetable chopping.
I nudge his hip and reach for the knife.“Let me cook.And stop being weirdly vague.Why did you fuck her?”
“Fuck, Liv,” he mutters, sounding as pained as he still looks.
“What?”I frown.“What’s going on?Why do you seem so confused about this?”My eyes widen.“Wait, are you into Penelope but don’t want to be?That would make so much sense.”
“No, I’m not into Penny, but why would that make so much sense?”
“Because you appear conflicted over this and I’ve never seen you conflicted over sex.I imagine the only reason you would feel that way now is if your feelings are messing with you.”
He shakes his head.“Jesus, is this how all women think?”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you all overthink shit like you just have?”
“I don’t overthink.You underthink.”
“Is that even a word?”
“Don’t change the subject.”
He scrubs a hand down his face like he does when he’s mildly stressed about something.“I fucked Penny because I wanted sex.It was as simple as that.And now she’s got her hands on me in ways I don’t want them on me, so it’s time to end our arrangement.”
I narrow my eyes at him.“I don’t think I buy that.”
“There’s nothing to buy, Ace.”
“Well, there’ssomethinggoing on here.”
