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I reach around his big head to hit the light switch, and he catches my wrist in his deliciously calloused hand before his lips tip up further on one side.
Like I said . . . not fair.
Callen turns off the light, then drops my hand and presses his to the small of my back, ushering me out. At the first touch of skin on skin, I command my body not to shiver. Maybe a backless dress wasn’t the best design to go with, but when I designedthisdress, I did it with tonight in mind, and I’m not changing now.
His warm breath skirts over my ear, and his hand slides down just a touch further onto pink silk as he rests it on the swell of my ass, and I officially lose the fight.
“No cat ears tonight, kitten?” he asks with a gravelly, sexy voice, and I yank my hand away.
“Fuck you, Callen.”
The ass laughs, low and long. “Come on, Cait. It’s a joke.”
“One year.One birthday. And you’re still calling me kitten.” I smack him in the gut with my purse and leave him behind as he bends at the waist, laughing.
Callen Sinclair has been the bane of my existence since I was six years old and he saved my damn cat from a tree before turning to my brother and making fun of me for crying.
I didn’t know what a crush was back then. I was just a little girl who thought he hung the damn moon. I no longer have that crush. I wouldn’t say no to an orgasm from Kroydon Hills’ biggest manwhore... but I’m one of hundreds of women who probably feel the same way.
The difference is they’re not his roommate.
Callen
“Iswear to God, it’s like shewantsto get in trouble,” Maddox groans as he hands me a beer and looks out at the dance floor where Caitlin and Bellamy are laughing and dancing without somehow sloshing their pink martinis all over the floor.
I look at them again and ignore the fact that I know exactly what she’s doing and how good she looks doing it—because it’s burned into my fucking retinas like a once-in-a-lifetime solar eclipse—and shrug instead. “They’re fine. You’re here. I’m here.Fuck,even Jude’s here... somewhere.”
Caitlin hates having her bodyguard anywhere near her, cousin or not. But her parents have never let up on that one. Probably the only time the princess has ever been told no.
Just then, Killian shimmies his way between the girls, making himself the meat in a sandwich consisting solely of our roommates.
If someone would have told me years ago that I’d end up sharing a penthouse with Maddox, his sister, her best friend, and their cousin Killian, I’d have saidthe fuck I will. But here I am, four years after Maddox and I swapped our two-bedroom condo for the five-bedroom penthouse with four fucking roommates and two goddamned dogs. For someone like me, who was basically raised as an only child because all five of my siblings are about twenty years older than me, I’d have sworn on everything that’s holy there’d be no fucking way. No fucking chance. Not happening. But when that girl out there, in that tiny little pink thing she’s calling a dress, marched into the penthouse with her own roommate, two brand-new puppies, and her brother glaring behind her, what the hell was I going to say?
Okay, yeah... I probably could have said no.
But it wouldn’t have just been telling Caitlin no.
Something I’ve never been good at. None of us have.
It would have been telling her mom no because she was who struck some kind of deal with Madman that ended with Cait and Bellamy taking our extra bedrooms. And I gotta say, no one tells Amelia Beneventi no.
Fuck me . . .
I sip my beer, knowing it’s one and done tonight. Football is already in full swing. Our first preseason game was yesterday, and after a bitch of a season strife with injuries and late-season losses last year, the eyes of fans everywhere are on the Philly Kings.
We won yesterday, but that doesn’t mean a goddamn thing.
Not yet. Not when everything can change with one single play.
Some dude I don’t know makes his way over to the girls and Killian. “Who’s the douche?”
Maddox drops his bottle to the bar and shakes his head. “Guess that’s Bellamy’s new guy. I think he’s a physical therapist at the hospital.”
He looks like a strong wind could knock him over.
“When did Bellamy get a new guy?” I ask as I watch them closely.
The girls might be pains in the ass, but they’reourpains in the ass.
