Page 46 of Always Red (Chasing Red 2)

I could count on two hands how many times I’d felt happy before Caleb came in my life. After Caleb? I had lost count.

He pulled me closer, his arms wrapping around my stomach. He couldn’t stop touching me, and I didn’t want him to. I felt him kiss my hair, rubbing his cheek against it. Then he started kissing my shoulder, little nibbles that sent electricity down my arm.

If this continued, I wouldn’t be able to talk to him about the important things that had happened today. And I needed to know why…why… Wait, what was it that I needed to know again? He was distracting me, making my brain foggy.

“Caleb, I need to talk to you about—”

He nuzzled the side of my neck with his nose, rubbing up and down, up and down. I heard him take a deep breath and sigh leisurely, like a big cat, as if he was savoring the scent of my skin.

“Hmm. You smell so good. About what?”

He licked my skin, and my head fell back.

“Huh?” I asked absently.

I felt him smile against my neck before he ran his lips and tongue over that sensitive part just below my ear.

“About what, Red?” he murmured seductively.

“Um…” I bit my lip, stopping any embarrassing sound from escaping. I had to take a few moments to gather my thoughts. I cleared my throat.

“Caleb?”

“Hmm?”

His fingertips traced small circles on my arm, and his lips brushed my ear again.

“Y-your mom…hates me.”

He paused for a moment, and I nearly wanted to take back what I said. I wanted him to keep kissing me.

“No, she doesn’t. She just didn’t understand what was happening. Don’t worry. I went to see her and I talked to her about us.” He started kissing me below my jaw.

“What…did she say?” I insisted.

He pulled back and sighed loudly. “She wants to have us over for dinner.”

I bit my lip.

He rubbed my arms for comfort. “Please?”

This time, I sighed. “All right.”

“Don’t worry. She doesn’t bite.” And then he pressed his lips to my neck again. “But I do.”

He bit me softly. I let out a shaky laugh. “Caleb?”

“Hmm?”

I closed my eyes, my breath catching as he took the strap of my tank top between his teeth and nudged it off my shoulder. He placed a chaste kiss there, and the sensation of his soft lips on that newly exposed skin felt so erotic, I shivered.

This was getting out of hand. I really needed to talk to him about what had happened, and if we didn’t stop now, I wouldn’t remember anything but his kisses.

“C-Caleb.” Breathe. “Who do you think…” Inhale. “Set you up?” Exhale.

He growled, pulling back. That stopped him from kissing me, and I took advantage of that by dragging in deep breaths, hoping it would calm my wild heart.

He raked a hand through his hair, looking frustrated. “Justin.”

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