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“Like this,” she purrs, and then she kisses me like we’re the only two people in this world.
It’s passionate and demanding, leaving me no option but to follow her. I was the one in control of every kiss before, but now, anytime I try, she catapults us into a deeper frenzy. Her hands drag along my scalp as our tongues fill each other’s mouths. She moans when my fingers explore her silken skin, my thumbs grazing the sides of her breasts. It feels so good to finally touch her without restraint. At this moment, she is mine, and that’s all that matters.
When she can’t take it anymore, she rips her mouth from mine and rasps, “Both of my grandmothers are downstairs, so I’m going to need you to fly us somewhere private right now!”
“Or we could lock the door, and you could use your magic to soundproof the room,” I suggest, kissing her neck.
“Or we could do that,” she mumbles, tilting her chin up to give me better access.
Logic says this is insane and we should slow down, but I’m tired of logic. I love her, I want her, and I’m done denying myself.
Wrapping my arms around her, I guide her back onto the bed. With herculean effort, I pull away long enough to lock the door and pull my shirt off.
Callie’s eyes trail down my naked chest as I approach, and she licks her lips. “You are beautiful.”
Leaving my shirt abandoned on the floor, I smile as I crawl into her waiting embrace. She runs her hands down my back and wraps her bare legs around my waist. I rock my hips into her, rubbing my growing erection against her core. She moans as she thrusts up to meet me.
As I kiss a hot trail along her shoulder and push down the strap of her tank top, I remind her, “Soundproofing?”
“Right,” she murmurs, her voice thick with desire. “Unless you want the whole town to be silent, I’m going to need to focus.”
I nip the crux of her neck and shoulder. “Am I distracting?”
“Very,” she whispers, squeezing her legs tighter around me.
Shifting to my knees, I sit up and slowly run my hands along her thighs.
She waves a finger in my general direction. “All of this is still distracting.”
Amusement colors my voice when I ask, “Do you want me to put my shirt back on?”
“Absolutely not,” she states with a flirtatious pull of her lips. “I just thought it was important for you to know.”
Before Callie can attempt to cast the spell, there’s a heavy thump on her balcony. Startled, we both look over to find Donovan, shirtless with his wings out.
Not bothering to knock, he strolls through the attached French doors, ducking low enough for his wings to fit through the entryway. A slow, creeping grin takes over his face. “This is my kind of bedside manner.”
Callie props up onto her elbows while a small frown puckers her brow. “Huh?”
Motioning in my direction, he answers, “K said he was only coming over here to check on you.” His eyes do a slow sweep of Callie and me. His gaze catches on the way her legs are wrapped around my waist, her tank top rucked up near her breasts—exposing her stomach and underwear—and my hands resting on her outer thighs. “Looks like you’re doing more than fine.”
“What do you want, Donovan?” I ask with strained patience, equal parts annoyed and relieved that he interrupted before we were in a more compromising position.
“So many things right now,” he replies, his salacious smile causing Callie to blush, and then he sighs wistfully. “Unfortunately, Keziah and Ray are waiting for us outside in the car.” He shifts his attention to me, his voice dripping with disdain and sarcasm. “Come on. We can’t miss the first night of angel camp.”
While gently extracting myself from Callie’s embrace, I tell her, “It’s a retreat, not a summer camp. It’s an important opportunity to reconnect with our community. We might even find out about our future assignments.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Donovan mutters, crossing his arms over his chest.
As I pull the blanket over Callie, a sad pang squeezes my heart. Once again, I’m kicking myself for waiting so long. We may only have a year before I’m sent off to some other part of the world. Her thoughts must echo mine, because her lips pull down as her eyebrows fall low over her eyes.
After placing tender kisses to her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her mouth, I murmur, “No matter where I am, my heart belongs to you, and no matter how far apart we are, we’ll find a way back to each other.”
“I’ll hold you to it,” she replies, stealing another kiss before we part.
Donovan rolls his eyes. “You’re not going off to war. We’ll be back in a week.”
Not bothering to correct the intent behind my statement, I pick up my shirt from the floor, summon my wings, and head for the balcony.
