Page 39 of Fate Forever and Always

She slapped me on my bare chest. "Stop being a perv."

“Ouch, what the fuck? That stung,” I laughed. “Ya know, hitting me won't get me to stop; I like the pain.” I smiled and made a show of puffing out my chest to let her know I was joking, sort of.

“Shut the fuck up and let me read, or I’m making you sleep on the couch again.”

That made me shut up because it caught me off guard. “Am I not staying on the couch anymore? I wasn’t expecting that to change.”

She looked at me over her sunglasses. “Be a good boy, and we will see.” She smiled and went back to reading.

Fuck, I’m in trouble. This girl is going to be the death of me.

We ended up staying at the beach for two hours, then we went back to the resort and had a simple lunch. Once we got back to the room, we tried to watch a movie just to stay out of the sun for a bit since we were not exactly used to this kind of heat in Connecticut. Within minutes, we both passed out.

I woke up with her feet sprawled on top of my lap. I didn’t want to move because she looked so comfortable. She had a piece of hair on her face that bobbed every time her mouth blew out a puff of air. She is the prettiest fucking woman I've ever seen, no matter what she looks like.

If I don’t wake her up now, she will never sleep tonight. Callie is the second-worst napper I know, and she comes second only to Aubrey. When those girls take any length of nap, their moods are bad for days after. So waking her should be fun, for sure.

I leaned forward to tap her arm when her phone lit up on the table.

CHEATING ASSHOLE

Oh fuck no. She fucking lied about talking to Jake. It was him.

I pushed her legs off my lap, not even caring that she would wake up. She sat up groggily and started looking around. Before she could speak, I was in the bathroom changing into workout clothes. When I came back out she was standing there waiting for me.

“Where are you going?”

“The gym, the food here is making me bloat,” I said curtly. “Be back in an hour or so.”

“Nick wait, I will co—"

“I’m good.” I cut her off and walked out the door.

Chapter sixteen

Callie

What the fuck was that?

I tried calling Nick several times since he stormed out like a child, but he didn’t answer. Hopefully, he won't be at the gym long because my mind is going crazy now. I'm trying to figure out what the hell that little tantrum was. I could go to the gym downstairs, but I don’t feel like chasing him around in case he opted for a run outside instead.

I cleaned up a little while I waited. I threw our dirty clothes in the washer so that when he got back, I could throw in his gym stuff and do a load. Surprisingly, we had a lot of dirty clothes even though it was only day two. We have changed our clothes so many times already that I lost count. My thighs were not prepared for this heat, so I’ve been keeping an eye on the chub-rub, as I call it.

I got bored enough to do some dishes, which I hate. I heard the door open as I was washing the last water glass in the sink.

“Hey Nick, I'm in here,” I called out to him. “Put your dirty—"

The bathroom door slammed. I went out there, and sure enough, he was in there with the door shut.

I knocked on the door, but he didn’t answer. I tried the doorknob, and it was unlocked.

“Nick, are you okay?” I asked hesitantly. I didn’t open the door all the way, but I saw his perfectly sculpted ass wrapped in a towel standing in front of the mirror.

“Callie, I'm good. I need to wash off the day, and unless you are joining me in the shower, I suggest you shut the door.”

I'm not sure what came over me, but I stepped into the bathroom and shut the door. I never broke eye contact with him in the mirror.

He looked at me with a sense of outrage that I’d never seen in him before. “Callie, what are you doing?”

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