“You have a beautiful home,” I reply to fill the silence as I glance around. I feel awkward now. Everything has happened so quickly, and I’m not experienced enough to know if I should trust what I’m feeling.
His house is truly beautiful. It’s masculine in a quiet, understated way. The muted grays and modern décor fit Callan. It’s sleek and sexy. The gray tones of the furniture match the silver of the appliances. Pops of black or white in the art on his walls leave the colors outside his massive windows as the centerpiece. He has a bright, vibrant view of the city.
“It’s nice, but it’s no white picket fence on the beach,” he answers.
I laugh. I like that he remembers the small things I tell him. Somehow, it helps me relax a fraction. “Yeah, but this is real, not a dream,” I respond with a smile, shaking my head a little.
Callan pulls me so that I’m curled more into him. My heart starts to race frantically.
“Sometimes dreams come true.” Callan practically hums as he strokes my cheek. I can feel an answering vibration deep inside of me. Our eyes are locked on one another. Our sexual tension has increased exponentially. My skin and body feel like I’m about to combust. My heart is beating erratically.
“I think you mean wishes,” I tease, trying to break up the tension.
“If you could wish for anything right now, what would it be, Zoe?” Callan asks, surprising me.
I don’t have to think of an answer. I know immediately. It’s what I’ve wished forever. “I would wish for Emilia to find happiness because she’s always so sad.”
“You don’t think Niko can make her happy?” Callan asks, tilting his head as he watches me.
“Maybe. I’m not sure. Perhaps he could if she lets him. Still, with him closed off and her being trained not to show emotion, I’m not sure it can work out. Niko is cold and Emilia tends to hide the person she is to fit into the mold her father wants. In her eyes, Niko is just like her father.”
“Why wouldn’t you wish for your own happiness?”
“I am happy. I have my dad and my best friend. I’ve had opportunities given to me that few get. I have a good life.”
“Haven’t ever wanted more?”
“I guess that’s where dreaming comes in,” I tell him thoughtfully. I watch him give me a crooked smile. Before I realize what I’m doing, I reach out to stroke his well-manicured beard. It’s softer than I expected. I’ve felt it tickle my face as he’s kissed me, but I’ve been so lost in his kiss that I hadn’t taken in its texture. I know I should pull back, but I can’t seem to stop.
“What do you wish for, Callan?” I ask, thoughtfully.
He closes his eyes, “I’ve been wishing for this moment with you for what feels like a lifetime.”
“What moment?” I asked, confused.
“You saying my name while touching me.”
“You haven’t known me for a lifetime,” I argue.
He opens his eyes, staring deep into mine. “But I want to.”
My heart flips in my chest.Yeah, I’m in over my head…
Chapter19
Callan
I pull Zoe into a kiss,wrapping my hands in her hair, holding her captive as I devour her mouth. Our tongues dance as I breathe her in. I feel the moment she relaxes into me and that’s all the invitation I need.
I pick her up as she squeals in surprise. I hold her close, my fingers sinking into the cheeks of her soft ass. I make my way upstairs, loving the feel of her wrapping her legs around my waist. I need her so much my cock is rock hard and painful. I need this woman so much it should terrify me, but it doesn’t.
It feels right.
I’m going to claim her body and soul. When I’m done, she will be mine completely. I will have committed every sound, movement, and breath she makes to my memory. Making love to her for the first time will be a memory I cherish.
Her arms are wrapped tightly around my neck as I carry her to my room. “I’ve pictured this moment since I first set my eyes on you, Zoe,” I confess as I close the door with my foot and walk to the bed
“Carrying me like a child?” she asks, pulling back.There it is.I smile. I love her fire. Everything about her is perfect.