Page 51 of Callum


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And he would not call her again. A man has his pride, after all. He had been reaching out to her for days and only received one response telling him it was over. They will just see about that. She was going to have to come home sometime. She had a show to do.

The billboards were up advertising the resumption of the play at the end of the month. If he had to resort to blackmail, then so be it. He would not slink into a corner and go away just because she said he should. He was in love with her for the first time in his blessed life, and he was going to fight.

He had made a mistake, and she would allow him to fix it. If he had to camp out at the theater or her place to get her to talk to him, that's precisely what he would do.

Damn stubborn woman! He was going to get through to her, somehow, to get her to see that he was serious. He would catch her alone at her place and make love to her until she was forced to acknowledge him. Scrubbing his hands over his face, he sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the slip of material next to him.

She had left some things behind, and he had been sleeping with her panties, a pair of black lace with a tiny red bow at the front.

He had been sleeping with it under his pillows like a lovesick moron. But it was the only thing that steadied him and allowed him some sort of peace. It had touched her skin, and since she was not near him for him to feel her, this would have to suffice.

Picking up the material, he brought it to his nose and inhaled her scent. "Where the bloody hell are you?" He whispered hoarsely. “I need you so damn much.

Please come back to me, Lynn. God, I want to hold you in my arms and hear the sound of your laughter. Dammit, I want to apologize for being so stupid. Please come back to me.” Taking a deep shuddering breath, he packed the panties away into the overnight case he was carrying with him and readied himself to leave.

*****

She took long walks. It was cold, and it had snowed again last night, the white powder covering everything in sight, the starkness of it almost hurting the eyes. The sky had cleared, going from the ominous grayness of the clouds to the brilliant blue sky. The sun had come out, a watery version struggling to melt the piles of snow on the ground.

It had not turned to ice yet, which was very good. She shoved her hands into her thick jacket's pockets; Lynn felt like an Eskimo, covered from head to foot as she was. And even so, she could feel the iciness sliding across her face. The wind picked up speed,weaving through the stark branches and sending snow clumps to the ground.

She had brought her Kindle and the script Jason had forced on her when she told him she was leaving. She had tried reading to dull her senses and make her forget, but it had not worked.

She was in love with him. Hunching her shoulders in defense, she finally brought it to the forefront of her brain. It was something she had been avoiding ever since she met him.

She had fallen in love with him, a fact that she had wanted to avoid. Skirting around a fallen branch heavy with snow, she made her way towards a stream that had been frozen, the ice reflecting the rays of the watery sun.

She would get over him; she was determined and would not allow this to ruin her life. She had her career. It was ridiculous for her to be pining over the man and wishing that she was carrying his baby. It had to be something he said.

“I want a child with you. Not now, of course, because I want to spend time with you. But eventually, I would like you to bear my child.”

She could hear his deep voice inside her head as if he were standing beside her. She had reread his email and thought about deleting it. She still thinks she should. Taking a shuddering breath, she returned to the cabin and forced herself to eat.

*****

He was certainly not in the mood for conversation, and with that in mind, he had gone straight into the card room after having his bag taken to the room he would be occupying later tonight.

How strange to think he was a member of such an exclusive club as this one. The Elite Club had members ranging from princes to politicians, all with one thing in common: their deep pockets.

He never thought he would be interested in such frivolity as he liked to think of it as a member of the Elite Club. Indeed, afew years back, he would have been denied entry because of his background.

He was not from old money as several of the members were. He was a self-made billionaire, and that would have made the difference. But things had changed or evolved, he did not know which, and now he was rubbing shoulders with royalty, a few of whom he even considered friends.

He had visited Alexander while he was in Spain; the man had even married his mother's admin assistant of all the things to do.

Love had charted the course and taken over as it was with most of the club members. Liam Moses, whose blood was as blue as they came, had fallen in love with a former con artist, and the man was still besotted. There were so many others like him.

Adam Whitmore had caused a scandal when he fell in love with an enemy of the family. The stories surrounding them would make for entertainment on the small screen.

The room where the card game was being held was supposed to be a non-smoking area, but that was ignored, and the smoke filtering around made the room thick with shadows and the scent of expensive tobacco.

The game was intense, the expressions of the various players sober, with some going for neutral and not entirely pulling it off. It was a high-stakes game, with lots of money involved, monies that would, of course, go to some charity.

Callum did not mind it one bit. The 'wives' of the club members had all sorts of dealing with. Leesa Wellington and Kelly Takahashi were the women responsible for most of them. And those two women were like typhoons when it came to fighting for various causes.

"I am folding." David Snyder put his hand down with a resigned expression on his face. He and his wife and children had made their home in France, where he headed the business.

"So am I," Adam said after a few minutes. "I am completely wiped out. Amber is going to kick my wonderful ass for losing all this money."

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