Page 54 of Pitcher Us
Setting it back down he sighs heavily. “Is it too soon in the relationship to say I hate your brother, because I do.”
I want to laugh because I know he truly doesn’t hate Adam, but one little word really outweighed that whole sentence.
“Relationship?”
Will angles to face me then places one hand around my waist to keep me steady while he pulls my stool closer.
“Callie, I didn’t mean to have you wake up alone this morning. I had every intention of keeping you in that bed until the very last possible second, but I ran over to my place to change and on my way back Adam caught me in the hall. And if we’re being completely honest here, I think he might know something’s going on. He’s bound to be hungover, no way he wanted to run five miles this morning.”
Biting at my lip, I’m not entirely sure what that could mean for us. The idea that he knows could be a stretch. I’ve seen mybrother push through some pretty bad injuries. “But he didn’t seem…”
“Like he wanted to punch me? Nah, so he might not, but that’s not my point. My point is, yeah, we can’t have a conventional relationship right now, but there’s no way you’re a fucking fling or one-night stand.”
“So, friends with benefits?” Ugh, no, I hate even asking but I need clear answers from him. Screw it, I can’t do this confusion anymore. I’ll be that girl if I have to.
“Okay, listen to me. If I haven’t fucked the word ‘friends’ out of your mouth already then get your cute ass back in your bed so I can rectify that right now.”
I needed “no” to be the answer but that’s more than enough to erase my fears of being stuck in a friends-with-benefits situation—and enough to make my panties wet.
I try to look away to calm down a bit because damn that got me. Will pulls my face back by my chin. “I’m serious, Callie. I’ll make you say we’re friends with my dick in your mouth. Doesn’t seem very friendly to me.”
“No, not friendly at all,” I whisper, and I can feel the blush creeping up my cheeks.
“We can keep this relationship between us until we figure it out, but don’t get it twisted, Blaze. We’re not fucking friends.”
A smile pulls at my lips.We’re not friends.
Will pulls my face toward him for a small but sensual kiss.
“What’s your plan for the rest of the day?” he asks with his face just an inch or two away from mine.
“I’ve really got to get some editing done at some point, and I was about to take a shower. What time do you have to be at practice?”
Will glances at my clock on the stove and sighs. “I’ve got about an hour and a half. Not exactly the time I thought I wasgoing to get, but taking a shower with you will serve as your apology.”
“Myapology? What about your apology? I’m the one who woke up and thought I had been abandoned. You know, a text would have sufficed.”
Will chuckles. “I have no clue where my phone is. I was too busy thinking about making you tea and having fresh breath for you, but thenyourbrother happened.”
I roll my eyes and hop off the stool. “Are you going to keep whining about Adam or are you going to enjoy what little time we have left?”
“Oh, I plan on enjoying every second.” Will stands up and pulls me to him by my hips. “Just as soon as you lock your door.”
Chapter 26
Callie
For a moment, I kind of blacked out the idea of what flying to Aster Creek would be like. A roughly three-hour flight really isn’t that long in the grand scheme of things, especially when your brother pays for your first-class ticket. It really should feel like a luxury.
However, being on a flight with your brother on one side and your secret boyfriend who you spent the night before naked with on the other…well, let’s just say it complicates the luxury of first class. Hopefully, it’s just me who felt weird.
As we wait at baggage claim, I feel pretty proud of myself that I didn’t let any of my overthinking come out during the flight. Maybe it’s because I got little to no sleep last night, so I’m too tired to ramble.
I try to stifle what has to be my fifth yawn since we started standing around baggage claim when my phone vibrates in my pocket.
Will
Quit yawning. It keeps reminding me that I’m the reason you’re tired and then I get this mental picture of you naked in my bed.
