Page 56 of Fearless Bond

“Will you hold me?”

“Always.”

Wrapped in my mate’s strong embrace, I didn’t think about tomorrow. I slept soundly for the entire night.

18

BARCLAY

Calvin put the phone aside and looked out of the window. His cheeks were paler than usual.

“Do you want more tea, sweetheart?”

He shook his head. “No. Thank you.”

“Water? Juice?”

“I’m good.”

He reached for the phone, glanced at the screen, and put it back.

“It’s only been a minute since you last checked,” I said.

“I know.” My mate flashed me an irritated look. “I thought Father might reply.”

“He could already be on the way.”

Calvin blew out a breath and gazed out of the kitchen window again.

I stood and stretched my back. “How about a distraction?”

“You don’t even let me do the dishes.”

“You did them last night.”

“Whatever. Stop hovering. I’m fine.”

“You look like you’re about to start climbing the walls.”

He huffed.

I stretched out my hand. “We have at least two hours. You’re not going to sit here all that time, staring at the driveway. Come on.”

Reluctantly, he grabbed my hand and let me pull him up.

“What do you want to do?” he asked.

“Come. I’ll show you.”

I led him to the master bedroom and opened the closet. I gestured at the nearly empty rod. “See? I barely have any clothes that need hanging. So I was thinking. I could add a couple of shelves, and it would be your half.”

“Okay.” I checked his reaction, but Calvin’s face looked blank.

It was making me nervous. I gestured to the bed. “We can move the king away from the window and make space for another nightstand. You need a nightstand on your side. I’ll make you one to match mine.”

Calvin looked around, saying nothing.

“Could you send for your things?” I pressed. “I mean, you look cute wrapped in my hoodies, don’t get me wrong. But I figure you’ll be more comfortable having your own stuff. Your family butler. Could he help you with that?”

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