Page 58 of Callum


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"I see." Letting go of her face, he swung his legs off the bed.

"Callum-"

"What do you have to drink here?"

"Nothing. Please come back to bed."

"Why? I thought you needed space."

"You know that is not what I meant."

"Then pray. Tell me what you mean." He had come back and was sitting on the edge of the bed, his expression neutral.

"You don't have to sound so patronizing." She threw up her hands in exasperation. "You are very visible, and I am beginning to be that way too. I just want us to maintain our separate places for now." A smile crossed her lips.

“I am old-fashioned enough to want the guy I am seeing to come and pick me up and take me out. And meet me at the door with a kiss. It might sound foolishly romantic, but that is what I want.”

He studied her for a minute, his expression inscrutable.

“I am thirty-five years old. In two months, I am going to be thirty-six-“

"Your birthday is in March; mine is in April."

"I already knew that. I want a family, Lynn; I never thought of it before or felt this urgency to be with the woman I love and start that family." He took her hand in his. "I respect the need for you to want to be courted, and I will do my best to see that it happens. But hopping from my place to yours is a complete waste of time."

Lifting her hand, he kissed her knuckles. "I want you in my bed every night. I want to wake up with you every morning to seeyour hair spread over my pillows. Talk about my day and listen to yours. Is that too much to ask?"

She was melting at his words and realized with a pang that she also needed that. "I do." She whispered.

"Then say those words to me in front of witnesses." His expression became pleading. "I need you in my life."

"And I feel the same way. I just want you to be certain." Her hand tightened on his when she felt him easing away. "Please, darling, I am just asking for this. We go out together and sit down to dinners, be seen at functions, that sort of thing."

"How long?" He asked her stiffly.

"A few months. That's all I am asking."

"And in the meantime, what do we do about the sleeping arrangement?"

"We alternate."

"I work late most evenings."

"And I am in rehearsals for most of the day. I will come to you if you are running late. Compromise darling, I am willing to make it."

He was silent for so long that, at first, she thought he would reject the idea.

"All right. fine, we will do it your way for now." He agreed grudgingly.

"Thank you."

"If it is becoming a problem-"

"It won't." She interrupted swiftly.

"If it does, I will insist on a different arrangement."

"Fair enough. Now, would you please come back to bed?"

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