hung up to dry, drops to the shower floor and stays there, content to steep in the remnant puddles.
Callie understands. She’s spent her whole life searching for someone she can touch and be touched by who makes her feel warm and safe inside. Someone who’s been through the same hell she’s endured. Someone who’s experienced the brutality of a man first hand. Someone who, like Callie, had her childhood ripped from her at a tender age.
Dani raises her head and looks at her, and Callie wonders how it’s possible for a woman to have such enormous eyes, and why they look beautiful instead of freakish.
Dani places her hands a foot behind her on the bed, for support, and leans back. The sudden movement shows Callie that Dani’s braless.
She scoots her chair back a foot to give her something to do besides jumping Dani’s bones. But Dani’s legs are slightly apart, and from this vantage point a wet spot on her panties comes into view.
29.
CALLI’ES PULSE QUICKENS. Her breathing gets heavy. She notes every movement Dani makes is more seductive than the previous one, leaving her to conclude Dani isn’t half as innocent as she presumed.
Under normal circumstances, Callie would be on this woman like smoke on an oil fire. But the circumstances aren’t normal, and Callie feels inexplicably conflicted.
Because of two words Creed uttered.
Not yet.
And because she slapped him.
This morning Callie told Creed she knew what she wanted for her birthday, meaning sex with Dani. Now it’s hers for the taking. But she also asked Creed if he’d ever been with a woman as gorgeous as Dani, and Creed looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes and said, “Not yet.”
His expression. His words. His tone of voice made it clear he was talking about Callie, not Dani. Yes, he was flirting, as he always does, but this time it was different. It was just two words, but they stuck with her.
And it’s these two words that are holding her back even as her body screams at her to get up close and personal with Dani Ripper.
Callie’s confused by how suddenly her feelings for Creed have taken over her emotions. On the one hand, there’s Creed, and he’s not here. On the other, Dani, and she’s not only here, she’s wet with desire. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity with a one-in-a-million woman. Dani’s the kind of woman kings would wage wars over. A keeper. The kind of woman you settle down with. The kind you never want to leave.
“Creed’s not gay,” Callie says.
“Excuse me?”
“Donovan Creed. He’s not gay.”
Dani sits up and frowns. “I don’t understand.”
“I was cock-blocking him.”
“I don’t know what that means.”
“It means you’re magnificent. I thought you might be interested in him, so I said he was gay. I wanted to keep you away from him.”
Dani allows the comment to hang heavy in the air as she studies its implication.
“You’re in love with him.”
“Yes.”
Dani’s voice turns angry. “When did you come to this conclusion, Callie? Before or after you told me you wanted me more than you’ve ever wanted another woman?”
“Both. But I didn’t realize he felt the same way till after.”
“You’re saying he very recently proclaimed his love for you?”
“He didn’t tell me. He showed me.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Tonight, before calling you, I found myself in a very dangerous situation, one I could have easily avoided.”
“How?”
“That’s not important. What’s important is I royally fucked up and it could have cost me my life. Which means my head wasn’t in the game. And I think it’s because I slapped Creed.”
“You slapped him.”
“Yes.”
“When?”
“At the party this morning.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I just did. I told him to be careful, then I slapped him. But that part’s not important, either. What’s important is I caught him completely unaware.”
“You slapped him for no reason?”
“Yup. Slapped the shit out of
Callie understands. She’s spent her whole life searching for someone she can touch and be touched by who makes her feel warm and safe inside. Someone who’s been through the same hell she’s endured. Someone who’s experienced the brutality of a man first hand. Someone who, like Callie, had her childhood ripped from her at a tender age.
Dani raises her head and looks at her, and Callie wonders how it’s possible for a woman to have such enormous eyes, and why they look beautiful instead of freakish.
Dani places her hands a foot behind her on the bed, for support, and leans back. The sudden movement shows Callie that Dani’s braless.
She scoots her chair back a foot to give her something to do besides jumping Dani’s bones. But Dani’s legs are slightly apart, and from this vantage point a wet spot on her panties comes into view.
29.
CALLI’ES PULSE QUICKENS. Her breathing gets heavy. She notes every movement Dani makes is more seductive than the previous one, leaving her to conclude Dani isn’t half as innocent as she presumed.
Under normal circumstances, Callie would be on this woman like smoke on an oil fire. But the circumstances aren’t normal, and Callie feels inexplicably conflicted.
Because of two words Creed uttered.
Not yet.
And because she slapped him.
This morning Callie told Creed she knew what she wanted for her birthday, meaning sex with Dani. Now it’s hers for the taking. But she also asked Creed if he’d ever been with a woman as gorgeous as Dani, and Creed looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes and said, “Not yet.”
His expression. His words. His tone of voice made it clear he was talking about Callie, not Dani. Yes, he was flirting, as he always does, but this time it was different. It was just two words, but they stuck with her.
And it’s these two words that are holding her back even as her body screams at her to get up close and personal with Dani Ripper.
Callie’s confused by how suddenly her feelings for Creed have taken over her emotions. On the one hand, there’s Creed, and he’s not here. On the other, Dani, and she’s not only here, she’s wet with desire. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity with a one-in-a-million woman. Dani’s the kind of woman kings would wage wars over. A keeper. The kind of woman you settle down with. The kind you never want to leave.
“Creed’s not gay,” Callie says.
“Excuse me?”
“Donovan Creed. He’s not gay.”
Dani sits up and frowns. “I don’t understand.”
“I was cock-blocking him.”
“I don’t know what that means.”
“It means you’re magnificent. I thought you might be interested in him, so I said he was gay. I wanted to keep you away from him.”
Dani allows the comment to hang heavy in the air as she studies its implication.
“You’re in love with him.”
“Yes.”
Dani’s voice turns angry. “When did you come to this conclusion, Callie? Before or after you told me you wanted me more than you’ve ever wanted another woman?”
“Both. But I didn’t realize he felt the same way till after.”
“You’re saying he very recently proclaimed his love for you?”
“He didn’t tell me. He showed me.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Tonight, before calling you, I found myself in a very dangerous situation, one I could have easily avoided.”
“How?”
“That’s not important. What’s important is I royally fucked up and it could have cost me my life. Which means my head wasn’t in the game. And I think it’s because I slapped Creed.”
“You slapped him.”
“Yes.”
“When?”
“At the party this morning.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I just did. I told him to be careful, then I slapped him. But that part’s not important, either. What’s important is I caught him completely unaware.”
“You slapped him for no reason?”
“Yup. Slapped the shit out of
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