at his long time friend.
“I’m merely helping a friend,” Cole said.
Callum snorted. Cole didn’t help people.
“I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at her. She responds to you as well,
Cole. The kiss back in her apartment was a little restrained for your tastes.”
“Why are you trying to get me to share your woman, huh? Why can’t you
just drop it?” Cole asked.
The anger rose inside Cole, and Callum didn’t
understand what had happened to make his friend stop sharing a woman. Some of
their best times had been driving a woman wild with need.
“Because this is who we are. You shouldn’t deny yourself, Cole.”
“So, I should share your woman. Fuck her out of my system until you tire
of her? I love you like a brother, Callum , but I’m
not fucking another woman for you to grow bored of her.” Cole picked up his
paper and began reading.
He was about to argue when Simone came around the corner. “Coffee smells
good,” she said.
“Find the bathroom okay?”
“Better than okay.” She took the seat next to Cole. He
was doing the crossword puzzle. Callum watched the two
of them together. Didn’t Cole see how he leaned a little closer to her? His
hand moved behind her chair, his thumb touching her arm. The action could be
mistaken by anyone else, but Callum knew it was
affection. In the short period of time that they’d known Simone, she’d gotten
under their skin. He felt it. The burning need. The
consuming fire to claim her sent warning signals through his mind. No woman
owned him. He owned them. He got what he wanted then moved on. Simone was
making it very difficult for him to move on. He didn’t like it. She was their
woman, and he wouldn’t be denied for much longer.
Their woman.
Callum shook his head. The doorbell rang
distracting him from his thoughts. Cole was adamant he wasn’t sharing Simone. Callum paid for the Chinese with cash. The Oriental scents
filled the air, making his tummy growl. He’d not eaten since that morning, and
he was ravenous.
Simone was leaning on the edge of Cole’s seat when he walked in. She was
pointing to words and giving suggestions. Cole was stroking a strand of hair as
she leaned in close.
“Food is here,” he said.
Both of them moved at the same time getting closer to the smells. Simone
took the chop sticks and the carton of noodles.
“Never come between a woman and her food,” she said, sitting at the
counter then began to dive in.
His cock thickened while he watched those noodles disappear into her
mouth. She looked so fucking hot. How many women would have refused to eat the
food he’d provided? Cole was the same. He saw his friend admiring the woman
before them. Didn’t he realise she was perfect for them?
Callum knew that Cole had seen the sharing
as a bit of fun whereas he had seen more in it. He wanted to know his friend
was safe and happy. The connection they got from being with a woman together
was much better than any of their solo performances.
“How is this going to work?” she asked.
“You’ll get picked up from your apartment then brought here for a day’s
work. In the meantime any social function or party I need to attend, you’ll come
with me as my date,” Callum said.
“Let me guess, I have to pretend to be completely besotted with you?”
She rolled her eyes as she gazed up at him.
“That will help.” Callum smiled wondering what
it would be like to have her blue as ice gaze staring up at him with love. He’d
seen the lust, the fire, and the anger. He wanted to see the love.
Where had that thought come from?
Callum stared at Simone trying to find out
what was different about her from all the other women he’d dated. She was the
most enthralling female he’d seen.
“You’re drooling,” she said with a smirk on her face.
He continued looking at her and made a point of wiping his chin. “What
can I say? You’re a gorgeous woman.”
****
Cole ate his food in silence. He watched the interaction
“I’m merely helping a friend,” Cole said.
Callum snorted. Cole didn’t help people.
“I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at her. She responds to you as well,
Cole. The kiss back in her apartment was a little restrained for your tastes.”
“Why are you trying to get me to share your woman, huh? Why can’t you
just drop it?” Cole asked.
The anger rose inside Cole, and Callum didn’t
understand what had happened to make his friend stop sharing a woman. Some of
their best times had been driving a woman wild with need.
“Because this is who we are. You shouldn’t deny yourself, Cole.”
“So, I should share your woman. Fuck her out of my system until you tire
of her? I love you like a brother, Callum , but I’m
not fucking another woman for you to grow bored of her.” Cole picked up his
paper and began reading.
He was about to argue when Simone came around the corner. “Coffee smells
good,” she said.
“Find the bathroom okay?”
“Better than okay.” She took the seat next to Cole. He
was doing the crossword puzzle. Callum watched the two
of them together. Didn’t Cole see how he leaned a little closer to her? His
hand moved behind her chair, his thumb touching her arm. The action could be
mistaken by anyone else, but Callum knew it was
affection. In the short period of time that they’d known Simone, she’d gotten
under their skin. He felt it. The burning need. The
consuming fire to claim her sent warning signals through his mind. No woman
owned him. He owned them. He got what he wanted then moved on. Simone was
making it very difficult for him to move on. He didn’t like it. She was their
woman, and he wouldn’t be denied for much longer.
Their woman.
Callum shook his head. The doorbell rang
distracting him from his thoughts. Cole was adamant he wasn’t sharing Simone. Callum paid for the Chinese with cash. The Oriental scents
filled the air, making his tummy growl. He’d not eaten since that morning, and
he was ravenous.
Simone was leaning on the edge of Cole’s seat when he walked in. She was
pointing to words and giving suggestions. Cole was stroking a strand of hair as
she leaned in close.
“Food is here,” he said.
Both of them moved at the same time getting closer to the smells. Simone
took the chop sticks and the carton of noodles.
“Never come between a woman and her food,” she said, sitting at the
counter then began to dive in.
His cock thickened while he watched those noodles disappear into her
mouth. She looked so fucking hot. How many women would have refused to eat the
food he’d provided? Cole was the same. He saw his friend admiring the woman
before them. Didn’t he realise she was perfect for them?
Callum knew that Cole had seen the sharing
as a bit of fun whereas he had seen more in it. He wanted to know his friend
was safe and happy. The connection they got from being with a woman together
was much better than any of their solo performances.
“How is this going to work?” she asked.
“You’ll get picked up from your apartment then brought here for a day’s
work. In the meantime any social function or party I need to attend, you’ll come
with me as my date,” Callum said.
“Let me guess, I have to pretend to be completely besotted with you?”
She rolled her eyes as she gazed up at him.
“That will help.” Callum smiled wondering what
it would be like to have her blue as ice gaze staring up at him with love. He’d
seen the lust, the fire, and the anger. He wanted to see the love.
Where had that thought come from?
Callum stared at Simone trying to find out
what was different about her from all the other women he’d dated. She was the
most enthralling female he’d seen.
“You’re drooling,” she said with a smirk on her face.
He continued looking at her and made a point of wiping his chin. “What
can I say? You’re a gorgeous woman.”
****
Cole ate his food in silence. He watched the interaction
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