“Do you need to go home right now?” He asked before Brady got back in.
I shook my head, still unable to form words.
Brady sat in the chair and I freaked out for a second, wondering if he knew what had just happened. There was no way he didn’t know, was there? I watched him, but he showed no sign of it, if he did.
“Brady. Can you take us to Rosemary Park?”
I looked at him quizzically.
“Can you ice skate?”
I nodded. “But I’m not really in the outfit for it.”
“It’s ok. They have stuff we can buy there.”
“Callum.”
He kissed the end of my nose. “Rule 1. What I say goes.”
I laughed. “Hate to break it to you. But I’m a rule breaker.”
“I’ve gathered as much.”
“Rule 1. You can tell me what you want to happen and we’ll discuss it.”
A smile tugged on his lips. “We’ll see.”
I’d take the small victory for now. I think some part of me knew going into this he needed to be in control, and maybe that’s what drew me to him. That dominant big dick energy. DBDE!
We were at the park ten minutes later and it was packed. I had seen flyers floating around for it, but dismissed them since it was all Valentine’s Day themed. I had no desire to go… before. I still didn’t believe in the holiday, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t appreciate the benefits.
Brady dropped us off at the main entrance, but before we got out of the car, Callum grabbed my hand. “There is still a lot we need to discuss, but for now, we’ll enjoy each other’s company.” He kissed my head and opened his door, not waiting for a response. Brady was opening my door a second later, and I stepped out to Callum’s waiting hand.
Damn, he looked fine as sin. That’s what he was… a sin. I had a gut feeling I was going to get hurt, but right now, I didn’t care.
We walked up to the glass walled building that was sitting right in front of the rink and when we opened the door, a thick hot air hit us right in the face. It was loud, from young couples in love to tired parents chasing children around who had to put their hands on everything.
Callum raised up on his tippy toes and lifted his arm as a child was tearing through the shop across the aisle. He was laughing when the child’s mother came racing by to catch him, apologizing.
“It’s fine.” He smiled before grabbing my hand, looking at me. “Let’s get you some appropriate wear.” He walked over to a rack which had a limited supply of pants, shirts, and jackets.
He held up a pair of thick, gray, water resistant pants, a thermal black shirt and a teal, gray, and white jacket. “What are your thoughts on this?”
I glanced at the price tag and felt my muscles clench. The markup was atrocious! “I don’t really need the jacket. I’m sure I’ll be fine without it.”
He laughed and leaned down so his lips were brushing my ear. “I will not have you freeze to death before I fuck your pretty little pussy.”
My head snapped in his direction as I tried to figure out how badly I wanted to be arrested for fucking him in the middle of the store. “When you say things like that, I could strip down right now and still be hot.”
His eyes glared playfully. “You wouldn’t.”
I grabbed the top of the zipper on the side of my dress and started inching it down, not taking my eyes off his. His lips parted and I could see the vein in his neck throbbing.
He placed his hand on mine and turned abruptly to the teenage employee walking by. “Excuse me, she needs a room to try these on.”
Half paying attention, she nodded to the corner of the building where a makeshift changing room had been created.
“Thank you.” He grabbed my wrist and nearly pulled me across the store, weaving through all the shelves and scattered, hats, gloves, light-up wands and bouncy balls that were strewn all over the floor. He knocked on the door and when no one answered, pushed it open, glanced behind him and pushed us both into the room.
