Page 232 of Fame & Chaos

I burst out laughing. “Wow. That genuinely hadn’t crossed my mind until right now. ‘Show me the way, baby.’ ” I grab her hand.

“No way. I am not having sex with you at work,” she whispers while laughing.

I tug her along the hallway anyway.

“Caleb, wait. Where are we going?”

“Somewhere that isn’t work.”

“No, seriously, where are we going?”

“To the car.”

She stops dead. “What car? You didn’t drive here, did you?” she asks sharply.

“What? No. It’s a chauffeured car. I want more time with you before I go.”

She giggles and hurries to keep up as I lead her outside.

The driver climbs out as we approach. He opens the back door automatically, but I stop him first.

“Stay here,” I tell Indi. She smirks and leans against the boot while I walk over to the driver.

“Look, mate,” I say quietly. “I leave for tour tomorrow, and this is my girl. I’ve only got an hour with her. Can you disappear for a bit? I’ll pay you whatever you want.”

The driver smiles immediately. “Sir, keep the car as long as you like. You’ve got my number. Just… please don’t make a mess.”

I laugh. “No promises.”

He chuckles and walks off while Indi eyes me suspiciously.

I open the back door and gesture for her to climb in. She slides onto the seat, and I follow her, locking the doors behind us. Thank God for tinted windows.

“Caleb,” she says slowly. “What exactly is your crazy plan right now?”

Instead of answering, I grab her leg and pull her across my lap. She immediately straddles me, hitching her skirt up onto her hips. The purple lacy underwear she’s wearing nearly kills me on sight.

I slide my hands into her hair and stare up into her eyes. “I missed you,” I murmur.

She laughs softly. “You haven’t even left the country yet.”

“I know, but I’m glad I get one more moment with you before I go.” I pull her down and kiss her hard.

She kisses me back with equal desperation, tongues colliding as though we’re both trying to memorize each other. My cock hardens beneath her as she slowly grinds her hips over me.

God, I need her.

My hands roam down her back and over her thighs until my fingers brush the edge of her purple panties.

“Mmm, Caleb,” she murmurs against my lips. “Do you have a condom?”

I freeze. “Fuck. No. I didn’t think I’d need one.”

For a second, I think that’s it, that we’re stopping.

But then she looks me dead in the eye. “It’s okay. I’m on the pill, and I’ll take the morning-after pill too. I trust you.” She swallows softly. “I want to feel you completely.”

That might honestly be the sexiest thing she’s ever said to me.