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“Not as much as I missed you.” I ran my tongue over her, sucking her clit into my mouth. I sure had missed all the sounds that she made. My memories didn’t do them justice, that was for sure.

She let out another intense moan as she pulled me into her with one hand and began playing with her breast and pinching her nipples with the other. I lifted her legs over my shoulders to get a different, deeper angle.

I began tongue fucking her as she was still grinding herself on me.

“Nick. Yes… Yes, baby. Fuck, I mis—” She cut herself off with a scream when her orgasm overtook her. I kept going until she had nothing left, making sure I didn’t waste a single drop of her before pulling away.

She didn’t let me get far. She pulled me up and kissed me like it was the last time she ever would.

After we both caught our breath, I felt her reach down and rub my cock over her entrance. Lifting her hips so the head of my cock was pushing into her. She let out a low moan. I let my arms relax so I slid deeper inside her. Through her moan, she said, “Now, fuck me like a good boy so we can get to the lovemaking I wanted.”

I kissed her and pushed my cock slowly to the hilt, making her lift off the bed a little. “As you wish, baby. I hope you’re ready because we are making love all fucking night long.”

She whispered, “Forever and always.”

Chapter forty

Callie

Jake made bail the next day. He called Sara a total of twenty-six times, and the last time I checked my phone had thirty-one missed notifications from him. Every message kept getting worse and worse. We brought the evidence of him harassing us to the police and both got a restraining order. He was still out on bail for the domestic dispute with Sara, but he would go to court in the beginning of January. I was hoping they would do something. Sara asked that she be given all the videos of her that Beck removed. She was hoping it would help her case by showing that she was filmed without her consent. She didn’t want him getting anywhere near her and her baby.

Nick asked me if I wanted my videos and photos or if I wanted Beck to destroy them. I took a few days to think about it. I honestly just wanted to cut any ties I had with Jake. I didn’t have the connection Sara did, so I could just be done if I wanted to, and ultimately that was what I chose. I knew it was the right decision.

New Year's Eve had snuck up on me with everything going on, and everyone was over our house to celebrate. I had to explain a few things when Aubrey and Lincoln realized Sara was still here a few days after Christmas. She only stayed for four days. In the meantime, she was able to move in with her mom until the apartment was available.

Aubrey was still not speaking to me for not telling her what was going on with Jake. She was mad that I went through it without her, but I knew she would get over it. She was just being a little petty. Lincoln was still talking to me, which meant she would be soon because she couldn’t stand to have FOMO—fear of missing out. She couldn’t be mad at me for too long. I was, after all, her only best friend, besides Nick.

Lincoln was giving me a weird look, and every time I glanced at him, he looked away. I was about to call him out when I felt a finger move my hair to one side and a warm breath traveled up the back of my neck. I leaned into Nick's touch as he whispered in my ear. “Don’t make a scene, you will ruin everything.”

I turned to look at him, and he motioned with his eyes over to Lincoln, who was leaving the room.

“Follow him,” he added.

“Yes, sir,” I joked. I was walking by each room, looking in because I had no idea where he’d gone. Lincoln's arm came out of nowhere and pulled me into Nick’s room. Logically, I knew it was Link, but my fight or flight kicked in a little bit.

“What the…what are you doing?”

He was giving me a stern look. “When are you two going to get your shit together and talk?”

I laughed, covering my mouth when he shushed me. “Tell your girlfriend to get over it, and we will talk.” I laughed again.

“I need you to fix it today, Callie.” He ran his fingers through his hair. He had that James Dean look, but his hair was a little too long most of the time. Aubrey was the only person he wouldlet near his hair. It was weird if you asked me. She doesn’t even know how to make it look nice.

“It has to be today,” he added.

There were beads of sweat lining his brow. He looked nervous, almost like he was going to puke. He even began pacing a little. I hadn’t seen him like this since he made a grand gesture at one of Elijah's concerts this past summer when he basically confessed his love for Aubrey. Then it dawned on me.

“You’re going to propose. Aren’t you?” I said, rather loudly.

He cupped his hand over my mouth. “Tell the whole fucking house, why don’t you? God, Cal. You suck at secrets.”

He said it with a smile, so I knew he was joking…at least a little bit.

“Oh. My Gosh, Link!” I went to pull him into a hug, but then I froze. “Wait, she will kill you if you propose on a holiday. She hates that cliché shit”

“I know. I am doing it on the second. Two is her favorite number.”

I rolled my eyes. Sometimes he talked to me like she wasn’t my soulmate first. “I know two is her favorite, Link.” I smacked his shoulder. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner? What the fuck? I could have helped with everything.”

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