Page 57 of Chasing the Sun
The cat twined herself around Cal’s legs again, rubbing her face against his pant leg.
Callum didn’t kick her away or shove her off. Instead, he reached down and scratched behind her ears as I fought a smile.
I wonder if he named her.
When he looked up, his eyes were softer, but intense. A lump formed in my throat, but before I could escape, Cal was already off the front porch and walking right toward me.
SIXTEEN
CALLUM
I stalkedtoward Elodie without any real objective in mind. All I knew was that I had spent the last two hours keenly aware of her every movement. The dampness in the night air added a slight chill, and my brain kept wondering whether her jeans were enough to keep her warm. Her little T-shirt, knotted at her belly button and revealing a sliver of toned, tanned skin, certainly wasn’t doing fuck all.
I had no idea what I planned to say to her once I reached her cottage. All I knew was that I was pissed off, keyed up, and downright irritated.
A trilling meow sounded at my feet, and I looked down to see the cat trotting alongside me.
I paused. “Scratch.”
Fine. Yes, I had caved and named her.
I turned and pointed toward the Drifted Spirit Inn. “Go home.”
She glared at me with one golden eye and plunked down onto her furry bottom next to my boot.
I lowered my voice so she understood just how serious I was. “Go.”
I never knew a cat could harrumph, but that was exactly the sound that came from her tiny furry body, but she did listen.
At least someone around here does.
Satisfied I was entering this battle alone, I continued on my warpath toward Elodie Darling. In one easy stride, I hooked a leg over the cedar fence that separated our properties and vaulted myself over. Elodie stood at the base of her porch steps with her arms crossed and her chin lifted in the air.
Her exaggerated eye roll only ticked my heart rate higher. “What now?” she grumbled as I got within earshot. Her piercing emerald eyes held mine, but even in the low lighting, I could see they held no malice.
No, this was just what we did—poked and prodded at each other for sport. I complained about whatever new idea for the farm she came up with, stomping my feet and acting like a baby. She pretended to listen and take my concerns into consideration before smiling that sultry, devastating smile and doing whatever the fuck she wanted anyway.
I had come to live for those little back-and-forth moments when I could volley petty insults and low-level complaints simply so I could watch her pout that pretty little mouth and call me an insufferable ape.
With her arms crossed like that, Elodie’s tits swelled higher, stretching the limits of the cotton fabric of her shirt. My hand twitched at my side, desperately wanting to feel the shape and weight of her. I curled it into a fist as my cock raged against the zipper of my jeans.
Somewhere along the lines, our bitter banter had become my twisted version of foreplay, and I had missed it.
Part of me wondered whether I argued with her for thesole excuse of using the image of those flushed cheeks and pouty lips to jack off to every night.
I bit down on my molars as frustration rippled through me.
“What is it now, Mr. Blackwood?”
Oh, that was a new one.
I couldn’t say I hated it—the formal sound of my name rolling off her pouty lips.
The tip of my tongue pressed against my teeth as I suppressed a smile. “Just making sure you made it home safely. I saw you were awfully scared out there tonight. So scared you had to grab my arm.” I brushed a dismissive hand across the skin on my forearm, where I could still feel the branding heat of her touch. “You know in some places, that’s assault.”
A disgusted scoff rattled in the back of her throat. “You are theworst.” She dragged out the last word for emphasis. “Besides, I didn’t even know it wasyounext to me.” A mischievous grin hooked at the corner of her mouth as she blinked innocently. “I thought it was Austin.”
My nostrils flared. I knew she was lying, poking at me just to get me riled up, and I hated that it worked so easily.
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57 (reading here)
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112
- Page 113
- Page 114
- Page 115
- Page 116
- Page 117
- Page 118
- Page 119
- Page 120
- Page 121
- Page 122
- Page 123
- Page 124
- Page 125
- Page 126
- Page 127
- Page 128
- Page 129
- Page 130
- Page 131
- Page 132
- Page 133
- Page 134
- Page 135