Page 42 of Shadows Within

He must be home—that was quick.I wonder where he lives?I imagine he’s in one of the nicer neighborhoods in town, with houses like his grandparent’s place. I linger on the thought, wondering if he’ll ever take me to his house.

Callum:No, I pray.

I fixate on his response before I pull up Sophia’s number. The phone rings three times before she answers.

“Hey Sis. What are you up to?” We obviously aren’t sisters, but she’s been calling me that for years.

“Not much, just got home, was out with Callum for a bit.”

“Oo-la-la. Go anywhere interesting?”

“Yeah, actually. It’s kind of weird I guess, but we went to his grandparent’s house. They were out of town.”

“Oh shit, that’s hot.”

I laugh at her reaction. “You’re ridiculous. Anyways, I wanted to see if you wanted to go dress shopping with me?” Sophia’s got the best style.

“Oh, of course! I’d love to! What is it for?”

“Callum asked me to this party, or... event, I guess? I don’t know which.” I guess I should’ve clarified those details.

“Formal though?” She asks.

“Yeah, it’s an event for this group. I’m not sure.” I don’t really know what to tell her since I’m also confused on what it is.

“Okay, no worries. I know the perfect spot. You have morning class tomorrow?”

“I only have a class in the afternoon, but I have my TA seminar after. Would the morning work?”

“Yep, I can pick you up. Will you be at home?”

“Can I call you when I’m done at the gym? Going to go scare a couple rounds out of Ricco first.”

“Sure, just let me know.”

“Perfect, thank you! Love you.” It feels weird, but I’m excited.

“Bye, love you too.” She hangs up.

I finish my bedtime routine, then look online for some dress ideas. I debate on sending one to Sophia to see if she approves of the style. Instead, I find myself in my conversation with Callum.

Scarlett:How’s this for the event. Is it an event or a party? I guess that matters for the type of dress I get.

I attach a picture of a black dress with an open back. It falls elegantly on the model and stops just above the ankles. It’s just tight enough to see every curve but loose enough to keep details hidden.

Callum:Jesus, Scarlett.

Frig, is it too much?Before I type an explanation, he responds.

Callum:I’m going to fuck you so hard in that dress. You’re going to scream my name so fucking loud.

Scarlett:Challenge accepted.

I smile bigger than I’d like to admit. Something about flirting with Callum fills me with warmth and jitters. I place my phone on the nightstand and turn off my light. I look up at the ceiling.What is this man doing to me?

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The next morning, I wake up to a loud bang.