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Chapter Twelve
Acacia
Smiling, I open the door to the gym, tucking the additional smoothie in my elbow. Ever since Callum and I have taken our relationship to the next level, I can’t contain my happiness. It’s like I’m being fueled by eternal sunshine. I never thought he would want to be with someone like me. Especially when he could have anyone he wanted, but it felt right to give him that piece of me I had never given to someone else.
I almost call out to him when I spot him on the mats talking to someone else. I pause, stepping back around the wall so I can’t be seen, and peek back around the corner. My gut twists when I see them smiling.
The attractive woman is fit, in a leggings and sports bra get-up like myself, except her large breasts can barely be contained by the thin material. My heart constricts. She’s exactly the type of girl I imagine with Callum.
Her blonde ponytail dips down her back as she laughs, her head tilting with it. When she stands straighter, her hand pats Callum’s arm with a smile and I look away, pressing my back against the wall. It hurts to breathe and my skin burns, my stomach is curdling with an ugly emotion I can’t place. I don’t understand what she is doing here. It was supposed to only be the two of us this early in the morning, but I will not walk over there and be reminded how different I am to her.
Throwing his smoothie in the trash, I make my way to my desk. Since our workout is obviously not happening, I’ll catch up on emails. I barely have five minutes to stew in my hurt and anger before Callum appears before me. My eyes stay on the screen, pressing hard on every keystroke as he stands there silently.
“How come you didn’t join me?” he asks.
I push my tongue into my cheek, then slowly drag my gaze to meet his. “Don’t you mean us? You seemed busy.”
Callum cracks his neck on each side and leans his forearms onto the counter. “Baby, you jealous?”
Something slashes across my chest and I grit my teeth. “Nope, just figured you might want some time alone with her.”
“Why would you figure that?”
I swallow at the dark fury gathering in his eyes, and my breathing turns shaky, nerves turning in my stomach. “B-because she’s your type.”
The sigh he lets out sends a shiver down my back and he pushes off from where he was resting, slowly walking around the desk. I lick my drying lips as he moves to stand next to me. His hand grabs my ponytail, pulling on it gently to tilt my head back and stare up at him. “What gave you that idea?”
My insecurityis what I want to tell him, but I don’t answer. He has never given me reason to feel insecure, but I do anyway. I thought I would be more confident after he tore through that small piece of my innocence, but instead it added a million more questions in my head.
Callum pushes on the back of my neck, forcing me to stand. I still only come up to his mid-chest and am required to look up at him. “She’s the wife of a friend.”
“She was touching you,” I blurt out.
His eyebrows raise. “On my arm? Nothing more than a pat. Believe me, she is gone for her husband. The same husband that was putting their weights back as we spoke.”
My heart drops into my stomach. “He was here?”
“Yeah, baby. He was. And I was hoping to introduce them to you.” His hand lets go of my hair to cup the side of my face, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip. “Did you throw away my breakfast in your rage?”
I nod and he smirks.
“My jealous girl. So petty. I guess you’ll have to make it up to me.”
My thighs clench together at his taunting tone. His hands fall to my waist, spinning me away as his chest presses into my back. The heat of his hardness pushes between my cheeks as he moves my hair over my shoulder and kisses my neck.
His fingers slide down to my ribcage and to my hips, curling into the waistband of my leggings.
“Callum…” I say, breathless as he tugs them past my butt, baring me to the empty gym.
He hums, licking at my skin before trailing his lips down to my back and my pants are pulled to my ankles. I step out of them and shiver as he kisses up my thighs before my back is pushed and I’m bent over my desk. He curls a hand over the back of my knee, placing it on the desk and spreading me open.
I gasp when his tongue licks up my center.
“Hmm. Your petals are soaked with your sweetness.”
Callum returns his face between my legs with a groan and my eyes flutter shut. I never imagined this would feel so good, and I never want him to stop. He’s a god at lapping up my pink palace.
When I’m on the cusp of blasting off to the planet of pleasure, he pulls back. I let out a sad whimper, my squashy bits strain against my bra as I pant.
