Page 68 of Bound By Secrets

She smiles up at me, then rises on her toes and mashes her lips against mine. I respond immediately, pulling her tight against my body as our lips meld together.

Before it gets too heated, she pulls back, brushing her nose against mine and then dropping back down to her normal height.

“Thank you, for checking on me and also for giving me some space these past couple of days. I think I needed it so that I could wrap my head around everything.”

“How is everything with that?”

Her nose crinkles and she looks away from me. “Well, I’ve actually looked at the certificates now, and that seemed tosolidify the truth for me. I still feel confused about it, and I guess a little upset. But I know that my mum will be able to provide me some answers once I’m able to see her again.”

“It’s okay to be upset and confused, cutie. That was quite a big bomb to have dropped on you, and it came at a pretty bad time.”

She nods, agreeing with my statement. When she faces me again, she’s nibbling on her lower lip and has a guilty look in her eye.

“Is it bad that I feel relieved, knowing that I’m not related to Cameron or Derek?” My brows crease and she glances at the doorway before continuing. “With how cruel and psychotic they are, I’m glad to know that their blood doesn’t run through my veins, but I feel guilty for thinking that, and I feel like I can’t admit how I feel because that blood still runs through Callum and Connor.”

“Baby, I don’t think you need to feel guilty for that,” I say, closing the distance between us. “Anyone in your position would likely feel the same. I’m sure if you were to talk about it with the twins, they’d understand.”

She sighs heavily and wraps her arms around my middle.

“I’m sorry, I feel like I’m probably bringing you down with all of this.”

“No, not at all. It’s why I’m here. I wanted to talk, so I came to check on you. I also have a suggestion about something that might help cheer us all up and take our minds off all the heavy stuff for a little while.”

“Is your suggestion going to be group sex or something?” she jokes, raising her brows at me.

My cock twitches in my trousers at her suggestion.

Images of four sweaty bodies writhing around in bed crash into my mind.

I can picture Callie spread open for us, moaning each of our names as we take turns pleasuring her delicate little body and making her cum.

My dick is now hard as steel, and Callie must notice because her cheeks are rosy red as she takes a step back, creating a slither of space between our bodies.

“That, uh, that-” I clear my throat and shake my head, attempting to rid myself of the dirty thoughts I’m currently having. “That wasn’t what I was going to suggest, no. If you think that would work, then obviously, I’m down. I’ll call Nate right now and tell him to get his moping little arse over here.”

Amusement dances across her face as she rolls her lips together, holding back her laughter.

I feel my cheeks flush, and I nervously chuckle.

“Okay, let's put that thought on the back burner. What I was actually going to suggest was going out on the weekend.” Her brows raise in surprise so I rush to continue. “It’s my birthday on Sunday and I know you’re likely going to take the next couple of days off of college again, so I just thought we could maybe plan something fun for Friday or Saturday night.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Uh, well, I didn’t really think that far ahead,” I mumble, wracking my brain for any idea on what to actually do.

This time, she can’t stop herself from laughing.

After brainstorming ideas for what we could do and eating the whole tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream that Ryker dropped off, we’d decided to go bowling and then go to Misfits - the local club - on the Saturday night. Callie had also mentioned wanting to go shopping with Kat the day before so that she could choose a nice outfit to wear.

Once we’d sorted out the plan, we texted the group chat, which now includes Ryker, too, and then sat in the living room, snuggled up underneath a blanket on the sofa and watched a few episodes of Friends.

The twins came downstairs at some point to check on Callie and they watched an episode with us too. I then decided that was my cue to leave.

I’ve been home for hours now.

Night has fallen, cloaking my bedroom in darkness. For the last hour, I’ve laid in bed trying to shut my brain off so that I can get some sleep, seeing as I have college in the morning.

Instead of shutting down, my brain seems to keep replaying the image of Callie earlier in her little shorts and her thin t-shirt and mixing in images of sharing her with Ryker and Nate.

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