She looked at me seductively. “No, you’re not.” she got closer. “You're my big, strong boyfriend, and those were heavy, so be a good boy and hold them for me.”
All the blood in my body went rushing straight to my fucking cock. “You little fucking she-devil,” I muttered.
She smiled and shrugged. “It's okay. You love me.”
Both of us gasped when she said it. I was about to say, ‘Yeah, I do’, but stopped myself. That was not how I was going to tell her I loved her. She began to stutter and backtracked her statement.
“I didn’t mean…I meant like...shit.”
“Callie,” Her face began to flush again, and she looked down. Keeping with the no-touching, I bent down to get her to look at me since I couldn’t lift her face with my hand. “I knew what you meant. It’s okay. Let’s just keep shopping.”
“Sure,” she answered.
She grabbed a few more things and then went to the dressing room. The guy bringing us back was clearly staring at her ass and didn’t care that I was right there.
“Here you go,” he gestured to the room marked with a number two. Then looked at me. “You have to stay out here. Only people trying on clothes and employees are allowed in the rooms.” He looked back at Callie. “If you need any assistance, just call out. I'd be glad to help you.”
“Wow, you are fucking bold, dude,” I said, a little too loud. I took one step closer to him, and he didn’t back up, but his stupid fucking smile fell a little. “In what universe would I ever letyouin a dressing room with my girl?”
He didn’t say a damn word. He just turned around and walked away.
I looked back at Callie. “The fucking nerve of that guy.” I was red hot with rage.
Callie placed her hand on my arm and then removed it quickly. “I will ask you if I need help, okay?”
“He better not even fucki—”
“He won’t. Why don’t you get some fresh air and call home to see how everyone is doing? Remember, not a word about us until we get home next week.”
“Good idea.” I kissed her forehead and made sure she got into the dressing room and locked the door.
When I got outside, I called Aubrey, but she didn’t answer, so I tried Link.
“Hey man, how’s the sex? I mean the trip.” Link’s loud laugh bellowed out of the phone.
“Dude, really?” I asked.
“What? You can’t tell me you guys aren’t doing it. How was it? I can’t remember what my first time was like. That was so fucking long ago.”
“Dude, I am not talking about this with you.”
“So you did fuck?” He laughed.
“Fuck you, Link. Where is Aubrey? That’s who I really wanted to talk to anyway.”
“Her mouth is full,” he joked.
“Lincoln Matthew, what has gotten into you?” I heard Aubrey yell with a mouth full of something. “I’m eating apples, not his small dick.” I heard her laugh.
“Songbird, do I need to remind you what happened last time you called my cock small?” he threatened. I heard a slap, then Aubrey yelped. I could only assume he slapped her ass or something.
“Aaaanyway,” I said. “Me and Cal are out shopping. She wanted me to check in on you guys. Ask Aubrey how Callie's mom is doing for me.”
“Tell her she is fine. I have actually been helping her out with a few of Callie’s shifts.” I heard her voice get a little louder. “When do you guys come home?” Aubrey yelled.
“Friday of next week. We will need a ride when we get in around ten o’clock that night. Don’t forget.”
“We won't.” Link answered.