Page 130 of Your Side of the Offense

I am crying in his chest next, and he is offering me his comfort.

I can't even speak, not that I'd have anything to say. I don't even know what just happened with Harvey, but it isn't good. It wasn't the step in the right direction I had hoped for.

I am exactly where I was with him yesterday. Nowhere good. But I let Caleb comfort me. After I finish crying, he gets me a warm towel to wipe my face and gives me his shirt to sleep in.

"He will come around, Bumble. He's just dealing with a lot right now," Caleb says as he lays on his back and I climb on top of him to straddle him.

Before I lay on his chest, I sigh. "I know. But I just wish he'd talk."

Caleb's hands slide to my pantiless ass and he massages it slowly and very distractfully. "You have to give him some time. He is just trying to not drown in the midst of everything," he says, his lips on the top of my head.

"Will you tell me what exactly is going on with the Fords besides his mom marrying Fay's uncle?"

"I'm sorry. That’s for him to tell you. But we only found out last night too."

I lift my head to him. "Really?"

"Uh-huh. It's been little things all along, but things are getting worse. And it's all new."

My curiosity almost chokes me. Now I wish I was with Archer. I could try and convince him to tell me and with the right combination of doe eyes and touches, he would yield. He'd talk. Caleb isn't as easy though.

"What are you thinking?" he asks with a curious smile.

"That if I'd gone to Arch, he would have told me," I say honestly and it earns me a hearty laugh.

"Bumble, you have no mercy when you wield your power."

"I just hate being in the dark. I know technically it’s none of my business and I should be more patient, but it sucks being the only one who doesn't know."

"I could just help you forget about all that. What do you say?" He winks at me.

I can't help but grin. There isn't anything else I can do tonight about Harv keeping his distance, but I can catch this orgasm Caleb is about to throw my way.

I bit my lower lip, sitting up to straddle his crotch. "Where's your lube?"

He lifts a brow, his smile crooked, understanding what I want. "Bottom drawer. Are you sure?"

I stretch myself to reach for the bottom drawer and fish it out. My gaze turns back to Caleb when I see a familiar box. "Is that?" I take the box I remember very well.

"Yes, it is."

I feel giddy suddenly, place it next to him and he just looks at me as I open it, my face widening at the familiar items.

"You kept Vlad?" I ask.

He laughs. "How could I not? He’s ours," he says as I take out the strap-on that has taken all my attention.

"Do you wanna tonight?" I ask, hoping, so hoping the answer is yes.

"Not tonight, I am ill-prepared. But if you are, I miss…" his hands find my ass and his one finger circles my asshole, sending all the delicious shivers to my core.

"I will hold you to it. I miss brutalizing you." I grin widely and he chuckles in response. I fish out a sealed bottle of lube and frown at the condoms at the bottom of the box. We never used condoms. He must see me swallowing the lump in my throat.

He takes my now-shaking hand between his warm ones, bringing my attention back to him. "Hey, please don't let your mind think of that. I was safe."

"Right." That's what that means. But he still slept with other girls. "How many?" I ask the question even as I'm sure I don't want the answer.

"Don't," he answers firmly. "I don't want to think about other people, I am not going to ask you what you did with McKenzie either. Let's just leave that in the past. I am clean still. No one will ever have the real me. All that is yours. I am yours."

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