Page 71 of Obsessive Love

I nod against him, squeezing his broad body with my arms, soaking up the comfort he's providing me before I reluctantly let go.

He smiles down at me and winks.

"I knew it wouldn't take long for you to start showing that you care for me as much as I do for you," he says, spinning around and walking out the door.

I shake my head at his cocky comment and walk up the stairs with a ghost of a smile on my face.

When I reach my room, I dial Jaylen's number and walk into my bathroom, waiting for the call to connect.

"I'm on my way back to you now, Soph. I'm sorry I've been gone so long, but I'm glad you've missed me," he says as soon as he answers, chuckling at himself.

"Jay, I'm already back at Jericho's."

"Why? Is everything okay?" he asks, all the humour now lost from his voice.

"Everything's fine," I say, not wanting to disclose the whole pregnancy scare. "Are you still with Dominic?"

"No. I dropped him home about five minutes ago."

"Well, I need you to call him back and tell him that he needs to go to Mum and Dad's as soon as possible. Jericho will be heading over there soon to have a meeting with them all."

I turn my phone onto loudspeaker as I start to run my bath and strip off my clothes.

"What? Why the fuck does Jericho want a meeting with them? How have I missed so much?"

"Jaylen, stop with all the questions. I promise to fill you in tomorrow, or better yet, go pick Dominic up and then go to the meeting with him because I know damn well you won't be able to wait for me to inform you about everything that's happened and I'm too exhausted to deal with your dramatics at the moment."

"That's a fair point. I totally would've come home and pestered you," he admits. "Are you good though, Soph? Do you need anything?"

"No, I'm good. I'm just tired, so I'm going to have a bath and then go to bed."

"Okay, well, I'm only a call away if you change your mind."

"Yeah, yeah, I know."

I hang up the phone and place it beside the sink and then walk back over to the bath, shutting off the water before I climb in, hoping to wash off the effects of today.

I'm laying in bed, snuggled beneath the duvet with my nose in a book and my tired eyes drooping shut by the time Kaleb comes home and trudges into my room.

"I thought you'd be sleeping," he whispers, walking across the room towards me.

"I've been forcing myself awake, trying to finish this book, but I'm pretty sure I've read the same line a dozen times," I huff, putting my bookmark in place and setting the book on my nightstand.

He crouches beside me, his eyes studying my face as he reaches his hand forward and sweeps his thumb softly across my cheek.

"I much prefer doing this whilst you're awake," he muses.

"Huh?"

He smirks, leans forward to place a kiss against the tip of my nose, and then stands to his full height, slowly toeing off his shoes and unbuttoning his jeans.

"Usually, I'm in here watching you whilst you're asleep, but I think I prefer it whilst you're awake. I can see the way my touch affects you in those stunningly beautiful eyes of yours."

"How do you continuously make things sound creepy yet romantic at the same time?" I ask, frowning at him.

He shrugs as he drops his jeans, stepping out of them and lifting his top, revealing his coiled muscles.

"It's my special talent."

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