“Should we do it again?” Taylor asks.
Rose shrugs. “I don’t know. Should we?”
Four of us crowd Amelia’s bed, our heads almost butting as we try to glimpse the video Taylor created. Rose and I are in front of the camera while Amelia and Taylor work behind the scenes to make a TicToc video using the sound from Calum’s soon-to-be released single.
That man didn’t release the whole song to him but he allowed me the chorus so I could do something with it. Somehow, he still doesn’t understand that I’m in this with him forever and for free. I love making videos on TicToc and he needs the promotion. It’s a win-win for both of us.
“I think this works,” I say after a minute.
“We can make more. Different variations,” Rose adds. I flash her a smile. They have been willing to help since I suggested it.
“I like that idea,” I murmur.
I press my fingers into Calum’s lower back. He groans into the pillow, tilts his head only a little to show me his sleepy face. His morning hair curls over his forehead, and my fingers brush them away. “Good morning, superstar.” “Morning, rockstar.” Calum laughs. I pull the cover over us and his arm drops to my waist. He breathes into my hair. I take all that he’s offering before he has to leave for London. “I’ll have to go soon,” he whispers. “Hmm.” I bury my face in his chest and draw a heart on his skin. I already miss him. “It’s a shame you won’t get to see my dress.” “You can put it on for me now.” I rest my jaw on his chest and whip my fingers through the scanty hair in the valley between his abs. “Nope.” His blues dim in disappointment but I don’t give in. “That’s your punishment, Cal.” “That’s it? You’re not mad?” he asks.I don’t stop tracing circles on his chest. I can’t be mad when it’s not his fault. “Well, I wish you would be there but what’s the point when I can’
“You’re not in London,” is the first thing I say. “Nope,” Calum replies. “Are you happy to see me? You don’t look so happy, Cathy.” I’m stunned into numbness that’s why I can’t react. Calum takes advantage of that to scoop me into his arms bridal style. I look up at him with a faint smile and he peers down at me with a grin. We are lost in our world as he chaperones me to Amelia’s beach house. Wait, where is Amelia? I look around but she’s nowhere to be found.“She will be back tomorrow before we leave,” he says to my unspoken question.“You two set me up,” I murmur. “I like it.” His chest rumbles with laughter, and my body purrs from the effect. I splay my fingers on his chest, tease the buttons on his button-up shirt without undoing any of them. This is the first time I’m seeing my boyfriend in a suit. Ryan and Lucien were also in suits. Calum sets me down to get the keys to the house. I loop my arm through his and lean my weight on him. He finally gets the door and we bundle i
I wake up in Calum’s arms. It’s a new day. A day that decides our fate. The boyfriend is still asleep, so I decide to wake him up in the best way possible. Going on my knees, I take his length into my mouth. His eyes flash open and I smile around his cock.“Good morning to you too,” he whispers. I’m unable to reply because Calum pushes my head down to take him in. His smell floods my senses. The taste of him is all I know. I suck him into an almost orgasm and rise up to guide his penis inside my wetness. “Fuck.” “Yeah,” I murmur in the same husky tone. “That’s what I want you to do to me, Cal.” Calum flips me under him, and thrusts. The bed screams under our weight and the force of it all. He laces our fingers above my head, eyes locked on mine as he spills his seeds into me. “Good morning,” I mumble. Calum laughs. He rolls over and returns to clean me up. I jump on his back, both of us naked as we saunter to the bathroom for a warm bath. We make love there. On the sink. In the l
It hurts. My head hurts.I peel an eye open and shut it immediately at the intensity of light that floods my vision. Seconds later, I try again.There’s someone on the seat beside my bed. Someone that’s not Calum.Where’s my baby?Dad rouses. He rubs the back of his hand over his eyes and stretches. I glare at him. I hate him. He shakes off my stare and tries to touch my forehead. I swat his hand. The walls are white. The place smells of bleach and antiseptic. I must be in the hospital.“Why am I here?” I ask. My hand lifts to my head, and I feel the bandage wrapped around my skull. My memory comes up blank. “What happened? Where’s Cal?”“You fell and hit your head,” he says. Dad crosses his arms on my bed. He’s careful not to touch me, so I don’t scream. “Are you okay?”Okay? Is this a joke? I tilt my head to look him squ
I have no phone, no laptop, and no car. I have nothing that can give a clue where Calum is. I don’t even know what day of the week it is.I’m not living, I’m existing until the first person cracks. Dad is giving me the silent treatment. He’s upset. How can he be upset when all I did was fall in love?I sit up, tilt my head this way, then that way and blink. My vision clears. I stare at the window. That’s all I do.But Calum hasn’t shown up.The door jiggles. The knob twists. I don’t move. I don’t open the door. “Catherine,” Dad calls out from outside. “Cathy.” He pounds on the door. I flop on my back and stare at the ceiling. The pounding on the door increases, and I place a pillow on my face to drown the sound. “Catherine.”“Go away,” I whisper in a voice I’m certain doesn’t reach him. I want to be left alone.
Home is where Calum is, so I wait behind. Not in the hospital because I’m not wanted there, but outside in Dad’s car. My fingers strum the steering wheel, and my phone vibrates with texts and calls from Dad.I don’t pick. I can’t.I can’t tell him he’s right. That it’s just us now.Hours roll by as I sit in the car and wait with my stomach gnawing in hunger. I know when Dani leaves. I see her, and she sees me, but we don’t speak. An hour after she’s gone and I can’t endure the suspense anymore, I storm into the clinic. They cannot kick me out when I’ve done nothing wrong. Dad hit him, not me.Thankfully, another lady is on duty. My face is set behind a mask of indifference as I approach the counter. I cough into my palm. “Hi. I’m here for Calum Dissick.”“Gone,” she says without looking up at me.“I’m sorry, wha
My eyes flutter open. Two things are evident. One, I’m not in Dad’s arms. I’m on my bed. Two, I’m not alone. Is Calum here? He came for me? I blink rapidly, my vision clears, and the person on my bed smiles.“You came. You are here,” I tell her. Amelia is not Calum but she’s a welcome face. She nods, her hand reaches up to cup my cheek. I move in so we are almost touching. “You didn’t have to come, Amelia Greene”“I had to. It’s what he would have wanted. And you didn’t sound so good the last time.”Because I didn’t feel good. I tug her pillow towards me to share it with her. She stretches the corners of my lips till they move into a smile. Her brown eyes sparkle and I can’t help the laugh that escapes me.“Dad let you in?” I ask. Her reply is a small smile. “You guys are always setting me up.”“Because we
“It’s an old picture,” I tell Amelia.Those words must have gone into one ear and out the other, because she swipes on the newest picture on Calum’s Instaagram. She holds it to my face like it will make a difference. I roll my eyes and pick up my phone. My heart clenches a little as I open the folder containing our shared pictures.“Look,” I say, holding up my phone to show her this same picture. He’s in a plaid shirt with the buttons undone to reveal his chest. Amelia folds her legs and frowns. “It is an old picture. Well, not so old but yeah.”He sent them when I was preparing for the formal dance. It feels like days have passed since that happened but it’s not up to a month. I missed my graduation. I missed out on my two best friends leaving town. I mimic Amelia’s position on the bed and place a pillow between us. She tosses it to the side and draws close until our knees touch