Chapter 108
Stella
It was half past midnight when I heard my phone shrill right next to me. It was Callum. “What now?” I sighed as I reached for the device.
Callum: It’s late. Come to bed. You need to sleep. Work can resume tomorrow.
Even though I was still a little miffed about earlier, I couldn’t help melting at his thoughtfulness.
Me: I need a few more. I will be up soon.
He immediately responded.
Callum: Anything I can help you with? I can make you a light snack if you like.
I wasn’t particularly hungry, but the thought of declining him when he was being all nice and sweet was awful.
Me: Hot coco, please.
Callum: Coming right up.
I grinned like mad, typing back.
Me: Thank you…
Callum: No need I’m taking care of you.
A light knock at the door made me look up.
“Hey,” Callum greeted after he opened the door. He came in with a steaming mug, wearing fitted, black boxer briefs and a black, ribbed, fitted tank.
Lethal was the word. Mind you, I couldn’t help giving a quick, appreciative glance towards his honed sexiness. “Nice.”
He smirked just as he placed the drink right next to me. His freshly out of the shower scent—clean, crisp, with a hint of sandalwood—filled my nostrils. He then leaned against the table, facing me with sparked interest. “I didn’t know you wore glasses.”
For some reason I blushed. It might be because he wasn’t used to women like me. As much as I liked being pampered and beautified all day long, working was a good outlet for me. I loved doing what I do. “Contacts are a bother. I prefer these.” I pressed my lips together as I cocked my head to look up to him. “They’re very comfortable.”
“I can tell. You look sexy in them.”
We stared at each other for a few seconds before I broke contact and reached for the hot coco. With a cautious sip, I tasted his concoction. Hmm, very good, but… “This is divine, but there’s something—”
“Different?”
I nodded, taking another sip, tasting it again. “Definitely.”
“Chili powder, just a hint of it,” he languidly informed me. “It gives it a little kick. I also added half a teaspoon of chocolate liqueur.”
That made me raise my brow. “You seem to know a lot about hot cocoa.”
“My grandfather liked it this way,” Callum murmured, moving closer, his thigh almost touched the side of my legs.
“Your grandfather had good taste.” My breathing came to a halt when he leaned over and carefully took off my glasses.
His thumb held my chin, making me look at him directly. “I like the sexy look, but I love staring into your eyes more.” My mouth went dry. My body electrified by his touch. My whole existence became consumed when his eyes landed on my lips. Did he know how badly I wanted to kiss him, suck on his tongue as he made love to my lips? Yes, he’d kissed me, but I wanted the passionate kind.
It was as if he read my mind because he dropped his head and sought mine. When his bottom lip brushed against my upper lip, I swear I trembled, badly. He then kissed me while I slowly parted my mouth to let him in, but I was left disappointed when he withdrew and planted a soft one against my cheek. “Goodnight, Stella.”
For the life of me, I couldn’t mask the hurt that ignited in my heart. I gave him a quick nod and immediately reached for my glasses, not looking at him as he exited the study.