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Our mouths.
Our hearts.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he says after he tears his mouth from mine.His arms are around me tightly and it doesn’t seem like he’s in any hurry to change that.
I smile up at him.“I missed you too, but if you don’t loosen your grip on me, you may choke me to death.”
He still doesn’t let me go.“I’ll give you mouth-to-mouth if you start choking.”
My smile grows.
He’s home.
“Why are you here?”
“You seemed off, so I called Blair to ask her if you were okay.”
I frown.I haven’t spoken to Blair since lunch.She has no idea how downhill my day went after I saw her.“What did she say?”
“She told me you’re in heat.That was before she told me that she’s surrounded by women in heat due to me being away and Rhodes breaking his dick, and that she’d be eternally grateful if I returned as soon as possible so that you didn’t start humping random men.”
I laugh, feeling the first release of tension in my body since he left on Sunday.“That convinced you to come here?”
He shakes his head.“No.Although, the idea of you humping another man caused me some hell.”
That confession settles low in my stomach in the very best way.
He loosens his arms but keeps them around me.“I think I’d already decided before I called her.When she texted me after our call to tell me your stocks had taken a dive, that cemented my decision.”His eyes search mine.“Are you doing okay?”
“You came here because of my stocks?”
“Yes.”
Tears threaten at the back of my eyes.“You are crazy.”
“We’ve already acknowledged that.”
“You’re exhausted and you’ve got a massive day of meetings tomorrow.You should not have come here because of my stocks.You should have gone home and gotten some good sleep.”
“Liv,” he says in the way that means I should listen to him.
I grip his arms.“I’m serious.”
“So am I.Let me be here for you.”
“You’re already exhausted, Callan.”
“Let me worry about that.”His voice drifts off as his gaze drops to the shirt I’m wearing.A curse falls from his lips right before he lifts me over his shoulder and strides into my bedroom.
“Callan!”I laugh, loving every second of this.
He drops me onto the bed and prowls over me as I scoot up the mattress.“You stole my shirt.”
“I prefer to think of it as borrowed.”
He lifts a brow.“You intend on giving it back?”
“Probably not.But I did bring your vest, jacket, and bow tie back from the wedding, so we could call it a swap.”
