You’d suppose I’d get bored with being advised what to do. That I’d resent how he simply expects me to obey.

Nope. And given the state of my pants proper now, I don’t see that being an issue any time quickly.

Adjusting my fly, I name Callie again and do as I’m advised.

“Hey,” she says. “That was fast.”

“That’s what she mentioned,” I quip, after which smack myself on the brow as a result of that’s about the very last thing you wish to say to a lady you’re about to ask over to get bare. “I imply—”

Callie laughs, a full-throated sound of unfettered happiness.

“What can I deliver?” she says when she’s caught her breath. I can hear her smiling over the cellphone.

“Chocolate syrup,” I say, eyeing the baggage of groceries on the counter that I nonetheless have but to unpack. “And whipped cream.”

“Attention-grabbing,” she says, sounding amused. “Huge plans for tonight?”

“Simply purchased some ice cream,” I say, ignoring the concepts springing to thoughts.

“O-kay,” says Callie. “Give me half an hour.”

“See you quickly, babe.”

I flip the cellphone off and plug it in to cost, placing the groceries away in file time. West’s bathe switches off earlier than I can get again there—rattling it, bathe intercourse is one we haven’t managed but—so I decide up what little there’s to tidy in the lounge and kitchen. I meant to choose up the ice cream toppings for sundaes, however now Callie’s acquired my mind working time beyond regulation on different prospects.

“You’re house early,” I say after I hear him come again into the open lounge, mentally kicking myself but once more. I sound like I’m nagging. “I simply meant, sooner than you’ve gotten been.” I preserve my eyes on my laptop. Play it cool, Raleigh.

I would like a brand new technique round these two. I’ve a boyfriend and a girlfriend and no chill by any means.

“I do know what you meant,” West says. “What did Callie say?”

“She’ll be right here in thirty minutes or so,” I inform him, glancing up from the display screen. I promptly neglect every thing else within the room.

West smirks, adjusting the knot within the towel round his waist and letting me stare.

“Shut your mouth, fairly boy,” he says in a low voice, his tone wealthy with amusement. “Or I’m liable to get concepts.”

I really feel my cheeks gentle up at that. West’s eyes sharpen and I understand I’m sucking on my backside lip and gazing his towel like I could make it fall with the facility of my eyeballs alone.

“Raleigh?” He says it softly. Not a command, however a query.

West

Raleigh by no means takes his eyes off my physique as I strategy the sofa. I don’t wish to stress him—he’s come to date in simply a few weeks—however my fairly boy is tough to maintain down.

Talking of which…

The towel round my hips isn’t doing a lot to disguise the way in which I’m feeling in the intervening time. Having him in my condominium, figuring out Callahan will probably be right here any minute… it makes each second of the grind at work worthwhile. Hell, at present I discovered myself really grateful my father insisted on calling me again house from Chicago. I’d by no means have met Raleigh in any other case, and I’m equally as positive I’d by no means have made a transfer in Callie’s path. Finn would by no means enable it.

I banish that practice of thought, earlier than it will possibly derail my fast plans, in favor of Raleigh’s beautiful mouth, pushing him again into the couch and settling myself astride his lap. I kiss him softly at first, giving him loads of time to inform me to again off. As straightforward as it could be to push him on this, I would like Raleigh to get pleasure from this explicit act.

Egocentric on my half? Positive. Sue me. I’m nonetheless going to let him lead on this one.

Raleigh pushes up onto his elbows, deepening the kiss and urgent his taut abdomen in opposition to my erection. I break the kiss and tug his shirt up over his head, dropping it on the ground behind me. Raleigh’s arms are throughout my chest, however he’s avoiding the towel nonetheless clinging to my hips.

I sink into kissing him, letting the warmth between us financial institution and burn.

“Don’t you need—?” Raleigh brushes his fingers over my thighs, simply beneath the sting of the towel.

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