bathroom to try and clean the cum from my dick and jeans.
Christ. I can’t believe I went ‘horny guy’ on her. I really did mean to talk to
her and to apologize. I’d even planned on asking her to have coffee with me
tomorrow. I sure as hell never meant to pounce on her, give her an orgasm and
make her fucking cry.
How the hell does she expect me to leave
her alone? I know I should, but the truth, which is like a punch to the gut, is
that I can’t. She’s under my skin. Her innocence mixed with the passion buried
within her, which I’m sure I’m the only one to have seen…well apart from
Donovan, is what draws me to her, or rather what pulled me to her to begin
with. But the night we spent together, alone before I blew it was the happiest
I can ever remember being with a girl. Yes, we spent a lot of the night fucking
like bunnies, but we’d also spent time talking. I told her things I’ve never
even told the guys, but skirted around Dal. I’m also positive she told me things
that she hasn’t shared with Thalia.
“ Fuck ,”
I shout, smashing my fist into the mirror above the sink. My insides feel like
they’re being torn from me. She’s going to fucking listen. To what, I’ve no
idea, but she’s going to listen because I’ll be damned if she’s going to be
with anyone else.
Chapter 9
Callie
Standing with my back to the door, I try
and hold back the rest of my tears. I’ve cried buckets over Reece and I’ll
probably end up crying some more before I get over him. If I get over him. Why
him? Why have I gotten myself so…so…besotted with him? Or whatever the hell
name you want to put to my feelings for him. There are plenty of cowboys back
home, not just on my family’s ranch, but also in town. Why can’t I be hooked on
one of them instead of Reece? Because he
does things to you that no one else has managed to do . Ugh!
Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and
opening them again, I look around wondering where Thalia’s gone. On that
thought a small smile has my lips twitching. She’ll be locked away with Phoenix
in a store cupboard or something, relieving his hard-on. I shake my head,
they’re a cute couple, but the way they can’t keep their hands to themselves is
quite embarrassing…especially when I’m the one who often walks in on them.
The music is still blaring; bodies are
still pumping and grinding to the beat and one couple have my eyes opening wide
trying to see better because they look to be having sex. The girl is grinding
her ass against the groin of the guy behind her, and he looks to be moving his
hips as she writhes against him. They seem to still and then…oh…my…God. He’s
putting his cock away. Fuck . I didn’t
know anyone would do something like that on the dance floor. In view of
everyone. God, I need to leave.
Retrieving my cell from between my breasts,
I quickly dash out a text to Thalia letting her know I’m on my way back to the
hotel and would see her in the morning, not really expecting an answer
considering I know what she’s up to.
That sorted, I push away from the door and
head toward the front of the club via the dark and dingy corridor, which nearly
sets me off into another panic attack like the one earlier in the night. If
there was a bit of light so I could see around me then my reaction wouldn’t be
so bad, but I can’t…
My chest starts to tighten, rising and
falling in quick succession, my palms grow slick with sweat, and I can feel
beads of moisture across my forehead. I’m beginning to think walking off alone
was a really bad idea.
Banging into the wall, I rest my hand
against it to try and keep me centered as the door at the end of the corridor
opens. I try and focus on the man, who’s just walked through the door, but my
eyes won’t focus, I start to feel nauseous. I bring my shaking hand up to rub
at my eyes, but it doesn’t make any difference when I feel someone take hold of
my shoulders.
“Hey. It’s Callie, right?”
I
Christ. I can’t believe I went ‘horny guy’ on her. I really did mean to talk to
her and to apologize. I’d even planned on asking her to have coffee with me
tomorrow. I sure as hell never meant to pounce on her, give her an orgasm and
make her fucking cry.
How the hell does she expect me to leave
her alone? I know I should, but the truth, which is like a punch to the gut, is
that I can’t. She’s under my skin. Her innocence mixed with the passion buried
within her, which I’m sure I’m the only one to have seen…well apart from
Donovan, is what draws me to her, or rather what pulled me to her to begin
with. But the night we spent together, alone before I blew it was the happiest
I can ever remember being with a girl. Yes, we spent a lot of the night fucking
like bunnies, but we’d also spent time talking. I told her things I’ve never
even told the guys, but skirted around Dal. I’m also positive she told me things
that she hasn’t shared with Thalia.
“ Fuck ,”
I shout, smashing my fist into the mirror above the sink. My insides feel like
they’re being torn from me. She’s going to fucking listen. To what, I’ve no
idea, but she’s going to listen because I’ll be damned if she’s going to be
with anyone else.
Chapter 9
Callie
Standing with my back to the door, I try
and hold back the rest of my tears. I’ve cried buckets over Reece and I’ll
probably end up crying some more before I get over him. If I get over him. Why
him? Why have I gotten myself so…so…besotted with him? Or whatever the hell
name you want to put to my feelings for him. There are plenty of cowboys back
home, not just on my family’s ranch, but also in town. Why can’t I be hooked on
one of them instead of Reece? Because he
does things to you that no one else has managed to do . Ugh!
Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and
opening them again, I look around wondering where Thalia’s gone. On that
thought a small smile has my lips twitching. She’ll be locked away with Phoenix
in a store cupboard or something, relieving his hard-on. I shake my head,
they’re a cute couple, but the way they can’t keep their hands to themselves is
quite embarrassing…especially when I’m the one who often walks in on them.
The music is still blaring; bodies are
still pumping and grinding to the beat and one couple have my eyes opening wide
trying to see better because they look to be having sex. The girl is grinding
her ass against the groin of the guy behind her, and he looks to be moving his
hips as she writhes against him. They seem to still and then…oh…my…God. He’s
putting his cock away. Fuck . I didn’t
know anyone would do something like that on the dance floor. In view of
everyone. God, I need to leave.
Retrieving my cell from between my breasts,
I quickly dash out a text to Thalia letting her know I’m on my way back to the
hotel and would see her in the morning, not really expecting an answer
considering I know what she’s up to.
That sorted, I push away from the door and
head toward the front of the club via the dark and dingy corridor, which nearly
sets me off into another panic attack like the one earlier in the night. If
there was a bit of light so I could see around me then my reaction wouldn’t be
so bad, but I can’t…
My chest starts to tighten, rising and
falling in quick succession, my palms grow slick with sweat, and I can feel
beads of moisture across my forehead. I’m beginning to think walking off alone
was a really bad idea.
Banging into the wall, I rest my hand
against it to try and keep me centered as the door at the end of the corridor
opens. I try and focus on the man, who’s just walked through the door, but my
eyes won’t focus, I start to feel nauseous. I bring my shaking hand up to rub
at my eyes, but it doesn’t make any difference when I feel someone take hold of
my shoulders.
“Hey. It’s Callie, right?”
I
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