Page 57 of Love on the Rocks
I rolled over and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to catch my breath. She seized the occasion to pull away from me. I wanted to yank her back in my arms but had the condom to deal with. After going to throw it away in the bathroom, I splashed water on my face and stared at my reflection in the mirror as I dried off with a towel. I was completely wrecked.
When I came back into the bedroom, Callie had already put her robe back on and barely even looked my way when she announced, “Okay, we got that out of our system.”
“You think so?” I couldn’t keep the bitterness from creeping into my voice. What I wanted to do was get on my knees and lay my head in her lap.
She snatched her book from the floor and shook it at me. “I’m taking this back.”
“What if I’m not done with it?” I teased, and she scanned my body, pursing her lips when she saw I was already half hard again. “Really?”
“Yeah, stay if you want,” I suggested, hoping she didn’t detect any neediness in my voice.
“No, I don’t think so. You’re just trying to distract me with your massive cock.” She tightened the belt of her robe.
“Is it working?”
She tucked the book under her arm. “No. This research session is officially over. You can continue on your own if you like.”
I grabbed my pants from the floor and yanked them on, following her out into the hallway. “We kind of rewrote that mirror scene, you know. We may have to try it again tomorrow, if we want to do it justice.”
“I don’t think so.” She stopped in the doorway, giving me an incredulous look. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Uh, walking you home.”
“I live less than one hundred meters away.”
“It’s late and you’re barely dressed.” I gestured at all those lush curves barely hidden under the semi-transparent fabric of her robe.
“Nowyou care about my safety? When you were the one who sent me to live alone in an abandoned hut on a mountain. And don’t feed me any bullshit about leaving your dog to protect me.”She heaved the door open but let me fall into step with her as we crossed the dark street, lit only by a distant lamp.
All was quiet, but I should have known it was too good to be true. There were always people lingering after a party. Tonight was no exception.
“Niko, ti kaneis?” called Stamatis. He and a few other men were sitting on a bench near the square.
“Great,” Callie mumbled.
“You’ve just given them an eyeful. The whole island will be talking about it tomorrow,” I agreed.
“Oh, admit it. You like it. You probably even had them wait out here so they could witness your latest conquest firsthand.”
“Ah, if you remember correctly, you’re the one who came banging down my door,” I reminded her, earning myself a steely glare.
“Right, the island stud has his reputation to maintain.”
I grabbed her arm. “What the hell does that mean?”
“What, do you think I’m so naïve not to believe that you’ve got your pick of females here?”
I laughed and pulled her closer. “Are you jealous?”
She pushed me away roughly. “Please, you can do whatever you want. It doesn’t matter to me.”
“No, I think it bothers you.” When we got to her door, I blocked it with my body. She crossed her arms, giving me another delectable view of her cleavage, and pursed her mouth. “You want to know how many women I’ve been with on this island, but you don’t want to ask.”
“Will you kindly remove yourself from my doorway?” she seethed. “I really don’t care how many women you’ve slept with, but you’re obviously dying to tell me.”
“I don’t shit where I eat,” I said.
“What a lovely image. You’re just the soul of romance, aren’t you?” She pushed past me. “And I don’t believe anything that comes out of your mouth.”
