Page 37 of Cautious

“Just the part where you move in with Blake,” Kellen says with a smirk.

“Wait, what?” I focus on Blake, who looks at me like he’s ready for me to argue with him.

Smart man.

“How did we go from make-up sex, which I might add I havenothad yet, to me moving in with you?”

The guys laugh around us, making me blush. Balls, I forgot about our audience.

“Well, Callie, if you move in with me, I’ll give you all the make-up sex you can handle,” he promises.

I mull over his words, weighing the merits.

“Plus, there’s morning sex, shower sex, wall sex?—”

I place my hand over his mouth to shut him up. “You had me at morning sex.”

He grabs my wrist and pulls my hand from his mouth, offering me a quick peck before facing the smiling guys. “I need someone on Callie at all times I can’t be, so we need to go over the books and see who has what so we can work out a schedule.”

“Shit, I hate that I’m disrupting your lives so much,” I groan, feeling guilty.

“Oh, hush, this is what we do, love. If we weren’t watching your fine ass, we would be watching someone else’s,” Marcus adds with a wink, making Blake growl from beside me.

“I better not find you checking out my woman’s ass, Marcus, or I’ll gouge your eyes out with a spoon.”

I pat Blake on the chest to calm him down and shake my head with amusement. “Calm your shit, Bundy. Yeesh,” I tell him, making him glare at me for a moment before he leans down and kisses meagain. And let me tell you, this is no peck; this is a full-on assault designed to show the boys exactly who I belong to.

“And that’s our cue to leave before the live porn show begins,” I hear Banner mutter, but Blake doesn’t care as his tongue continues to duel with mine.

“Speak for yourself, man. This is just getting—oof.”

I pull away from Blake and turn to see Felix on the floor, wheezing for breath, while the others look around innocently.

“All right, assholes, time to leave. We’ll talk more tomorrow. Callie needs some rest,” Blake informs everyone with a shake of his head.

I stand up and accept the hugs the guys offer me, ignoring Blake’s grumbling, then wave goodbye as he sees them out. I gather up the cups and glasses and wander to the kitchen, placing them in the sink before arms wrap around my waist, and Blake rests his head on my shoulder.

“Leave them. Let me take you to bed and love on you for a little while. We’ll pack some stuff and head over to my place tomorrow. But for now, we need some rest.”

I don’t argue. His plan sounds heavenly right now.

“Okay, Bundy, you’ve twisted my arm.”

Blake

I watch her take in my loft, curious what she thinks. I feel like an ass for not bringing her here sooner, but the truth is, I’m never here other than to sleep, and now even that’s done mostly at Callie’s.

Her gaze moves over the light beechwood floor that contrasts with the dark beams running the length of the ceiling and the huge island in the same dark wood dominating the kitchen area. Windows take up most of the wall space, leaving only small areas of the original exposed brickwork showing around them. The kitchen itself is modern, sleek, and minimalistic with its dark cupboards, charcoal granite surfaces, and brushed steel appliances, making it a drool-worthy space to most people’s standards.

While the kitchen is all about clean lines and order, the living area is all about comfort. Located at the far end, just before the bedrooms, the area boasts two large tan leather corner sofas littered with multicolored cushions and a sixty-inch television mounted on the wall. A circular distressed oak coffee table sits between the sofas on a plush cream rug, perfect for kicking back and putting my feet on, much to my grandmother’s dismay.

“This place is so much bigger than it looks from the outside,” Callie muses, her voice filled with awe.

“It was originally a warehouse. The person who owned it before knocked this floor into one big space with the exception of the two bedrooms and bathrooms, which are through those doors down there.” I point to the far end of the colossal room. “The downstairs has been converted into a garage. When I bought this place, it was with the intention to make the lower floor Price Securityoffices. But in the end, I decided to keep my work and home separate.”

“Makes sense. Either way, I love it. It’s so light and airy.”

I smile as she takes in the rest of the space, glad she likes it because I want her to be comfortable here.

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