Page 78 of Redeeming

“Try to keep up and try to slow down on the wine. You’re not twenty-one yet.” She swings her own glass between her and me and delves into my dysfunction, trying to break it down for Coraline, who’s only been in town a few days. “She loves him. He loves her. It’s been years in the making. Totally epic love kind of shit. He fucked up. Like big-time fucked up. Kinda the biggest. Now she’s pregnant with his baby, and he’s kissing her ass because it turns out, it’s really all her big, scary, DILF-y dad’s fault.” Adelaide giggles. “Oh, and don’t forget her hot-as-fuck brother is his best friend, and they got in a fight over her.” She looks at me and smiles. “That about sum it up?”

I rub my temples, unsure whether to be bothered or impressed by all of that.

“Seriously, Caitlin. If I wrote this in a book, my readers would tell me it wasn’t believable,” she muses, and Coraline laughs... hard.

“Your readers wouldn’t care as long as the sex was good.” She taps her glass to her sister’s, and I whimper internally. I miss wine. “Was the sex good?”

My entire body heats at the thought. “The sex was incredible. Just short-lived.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Two pump chumps ruin it for everyone.” Coraline looks completely heartbroken for me, and Addie spits her wine out all over the coffee table.

“Oh my God...” She laughs uncontrollably while she wipes up her mess with a napkin. “She said it was incredible. Would it be incredible if he had a stamina issue?”

I roll my eyes. This might be the first time I’ve ever seen Adelaide buzzed, and she’s a funny drunk. “He didn’t have astamina issue. There were no chumps. He had a timing issue.Literally. We were only together a few days when everything fell apart.”

Good lord, what I wouldn’t give to have his hands on my body again.

“So use him,” Coraline offers like it’s the most completely logical conclusion.

“Shit. Did I say that out loud?” I ask, mortified. My sex-starved brain needs to shut up. “Nobody tells you how horny you are when you’re pregnant.”

“They kinda do.” Addie snorts. “Haven’t you ever watched TV or read a romance novel? Everybody talks about how horny you get while you’re pregnant.”

“Yeah,” Coraline agrees. “And how good the sex is.”

I guess it can get worse.

“How would you know?” Addie glares at her sister.

“Chill out, lightweight. I’ve never been pregnant. I just read your books and watch movies. Way too much Netflix.”

Addie seems satisfied with that answer and points at me. “You live with him. You can’t get more pregnant. Just have sex with him.”

It’s his fault I’m pregnant in the first place.

Which does technically make it his fault I can’t stop thinking about sex... and orgasms. And kissing. My God, I miss his lips.

“Do you have a picture? I need to see this man.” Coraline stares at me. Her big, doe eyes framed by mile-long lashes blink up at me, demanding to see.

I pull up a selfie I took of us at West End on my birthday and hand it to Coraline, and she immediately jumps up from the couch. “Shut up.”

“Oh please, dear God, I promise I will never say anything bad about anyone ever again if you do not tell me that you slept with Callen Sinclair,” I beg.

I don’t think I could handle it if the first real friend I have outside of Bellamy has a sister who slept with Callen.My Callen. Well, not exactly mine. But completely mine.

This is just cruel.

“Trust me. If I had slept with that man, I don’t think I’d ever let him out of bed. He looks like he knows exactly what he’s doing. Please tell me he can find a clit,” Coraline begs, and I say a silent prayer of thanks to whoever the hell was listening to me.

“Oh... he can find a G-spot and a clit.” I open my mouth to shut Addie up, but she keeps going, “with his mouth and his tongue.”

“Adelaide—”

“Sorry.” She shrugs and puts down her glass. Mental note—be careful what I tell Adelaide. She’s got loose lips when she’s drunk. “I think I may have had too much wine.”

“Ya think?” I ask while Coraline laughs.

“I say use him. You live with a man who looks like a sexy beast of a race car.” When Addie and I both get confused, Coraline rolls her eyes. “High-performance with sleek lines and lots of muscle. Follow along here, ladies. And he already knocked you up. Hop on and take him for a ride.”

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