Page 98 of We Can't Be Friends

Whoever did this must have paid a fortune to fix it. I press a key.

“It works,” I whisper, joy creeping between syllables.

I blink, getting rid of more tears.

A syrupy warmth coats all of my senses. Cal did this. There’s no way it was anyone else.

Despite my lethargic legs, I hurry up the stairs, searching for him. Needing to confirm my assumptions and say thank you, I head to his room.

Tucker follows me up the stairs.

Cal’s bedroom door is open when I make it down the hall. The lights are off, but a glow emanates from the bottom of his bathroom door.

“Chloe.”

My eyes widen. Creep toward the door some. There it is again, my name. And holy accent. Husky and warm and all the things that make women’s insides a butterfly house—not that I have butterflies—and oozing sex.

There is a moment of hesitation. My hand almost curled on the door handle. I really shouldn’t. . . but I am curious.

Then he says my name again.

Screw it.

Walking into the bathroom, there is electricity in the air. Tension coiling and uncoiling in me.

Cal doesn’t acknowledge me. He might not even realize I’m here, that I’m home.

“Nice thigh tats,” I taunt, but not really because it is nice.

Slowly he turns. Face stilling, walking to the glass panel closet to where I’m leaning against the counter.

“You’re home.”

I nod.

He wipes at the glass.

My eyes dropping down his body, not missing what he was obviously taking care of in here.

Am I blushing? I touch my cheeks. I totally am.

Then I lick my lips.

Lick my lips like an animal ready to pounce on my prey.

Wait, what?

Oh. My. God.

What is wrong with me?

He is. Callum Sullivan.

Cal wipes at the condensation collected on the glass. Big circles this time, giving me a clear, better, more hypnotizing view of him. His other hand moving—slow but moving.

“Chloe.” This time my name is a warning.

I blink a few times. “I heard my name, didn’t mean to interrupt. Feel free to continue.” I smile at him.Seriously, what is happening to me?“I wanted to thank you for the piano.”