Page 137 of Stolen Voices
With anyone else, jealousy would be a red flag, but with Eli, it’s sexy. I know he doesn’t want to control me; it is more territorial for him, like the idea of sharing me makes him angry, and I like it. Which is why I don’t tell him dating Ian was a PR stunt. I’ll let him squirm a bit. It’s not like I didn’t have to see gorgeous models on his arm at various events over the past few years.
I climb onto Eli’s lap and squish his cheeks between my palms. “You’re extra hot when you’re jealous.” Leaning forward, I lick the seam of his lips. “Forget about the past.”
He groans and places his hands on my waist. “It’s forgotten.”
“Good.” Gripping his shoulders, I shift my hips forward and grind my pussy over the steel pipe in Eli’s pants, before shoving my tongue in his mouth in a dirty, wet kiss that leaves no room for him to think about anything or anyone but me on his lap.
When we break apart, our lips are swollen and shiny.
“Do you feel better now?” I ask.
Eli cups my breasts. “I’d feel a lot better if you lifted your sweatshirt and let me suck on your tits.”
“You’re so bad, but I’ll let you if you tell me about our date,” I retort.
He smirks, rubbing my nipples with his thumbs. “I guess I’ll just have to wait to feast on these sexy tits later because tonight is a surprise.”
“Boo,” I pout.
Eli nips my bottom lip. “I canceled Rhys’s guitar lesson.”
“Double boo.”
Eli chuckles. “The girls are picking you up instead and taking you shopping for tonight. Do me a favor and pick something that gives me easy access.” He bucks his hips, and I almost die from sexy swoon overload.
“But I thought you said it wasn’t safe to go out?”
“The girls came up with a plan.”
“Are you sure? I don’t have to go if you don’t want me to.”
“No, you’re going. You need to get out of this place. And that goes for when we go back to LA. Silla has kept you trapped, and I won’t do that to you, Callie. I want you to live, be your own person. I will be right here by your side, and if I’m not, a bodyguard will be with you. You can’t avoid life. I might be protective and a little obsessed with you, but that doesn’t mean I will ever hold you back. You, my sweet little bluebird, deserve to fly. To sing your songs and share them with the world.Yoursongs. The ones that connect you to the people who need to hear what you have to say. It’s your life, however you choose to live it. I support you no matter what.”
He’s obsessed with me and wants me to live without feeling trapped?
I throw my arms around him as tears fill my eyes. This sexy man amazes me at every turn. I never knew how badly I needed someone like him in my life, by my side. Someone who sees me as a person and not just a paycheck. Someone who values my life and wants to share it with me.
“I love you,” I blurt into his neck.
Oh my God! What did I just do?
“Forget I said that,” I sputter as my cheeks catch fire. I just emotionally threw up all over Eli, and now he’s going to think I’m crazy. It’s way too soon to be saying ‘I love you’. We haven’t even had sex yet. “When are the girls getting here? Do I have time to change? Oh gosh, I’m such an idiot.” I try to climb off his lap.
He holds me still. “Callie.”
I shake my head, refusing to look him in the eye.
“Look at me, princess.”
I tuck my chin to my shoulder, looking away.
“Please.”
The happiness in his voice has me slowly turning in his direction. When I finally take in his handsome, scruffy face, he is grinning.
He brushes my hair back behind my ear, grazing the sensitive skin there in an affectionate caress. “I love you too.”
His confession grips my heart tight and somehow makes me feel light enough to float away.
