He looked over his shoulder with a wicked gleam in his eye. I hurriedly turned away. Devil! He was the devil in a beautiful man’s body. I could already feel myself getting moist at just the sight of him. “Where are my clothes from last night?” I asked, looking around the room and changing the conversation.
“I had Brady pick you up some this morning.” He pointed to the bench at the end of the bed.
“This morning?” I looked at my phone, ignoring the three missed text messages and one missed call from Lizzy. “It’s just past six in the morning.”
“We know a place.” He offered nothing else as he walked across the room to his dresser, slipping on a pair of black joggers and a gray shirt that fit more like a schmedium the way it hugged his biceps and pecs.
Glory be. I was screwed.
I slipped on the very cute black leggings and gray sweater dress with a pair of black flats. Everything fit perfectly, which should have been concerning, but it seemed to fit Callum’s attention to detail persona.
“I’ll meet you downstairs when you’re ready.” He nodded. “Also, there’s an extra toothbrush and brush in the bathroom if you need it.”
“Do you do this for all the women who stay the night?” I teased.
“We rarely allow that.” He closed the door behind him and I was stuck in the middle of the room with my jaw on the ground. What did it mean that I’ve stayed the night twice, and we weren’t anything official?
I was getting ahead of myself. I brushed my teeth, washed my face and combed my hair, then made my way downstairs to a full kitchen. All the men were sitting around the oversized bar sipping coffee, reading the paper, and doodling when I walked in.
“Good morning.” They all said in near unison.
A blush crept onto my face. Why was I being so shy around them now, especially after what happened last night?
“Do you like pancakes, eggs, sausage and cheese?” Emmett asked, both of his palms pressed onto the counter, causing his biceps to flex.
I nodded, unable to form words with my mouth or tear my gaze away.
“Good. I made you the Emmett special.”
“It’s so good.” Knox exaggerated.
“It’s ok.” Jax teased.
“It’s like heaven in your mouth.” Callum noted.
My eyes shot over to him. He was watching me with his usual intense gaze. “Heaven in my mouth was last night.” I heard someone blow out a low breath, chuckling. I had to assume it was Knox, but I didn’t tear my gaze away from Callum to find out. “I can’t wait to try it.” I sat on an empty stool and had Emmett slide a plate over to me.
“It’s like a sausage, egg and cheese biscuit, only it's on pancakes.”
I took a bite, and a moan escaped. Shit! Every damn time!
I cautiously looked up and saw all the men’s hungry gazes on me. I wanted them. I wanted this. I just wanted it for longer than they wanted to give me and I had to be ok with that.
Could I?
A few nights of damn near guaranteed mind blowing sex only to walk away from it and never experience it again? I had to talk to Lizzy about it, but needed to figure out a way that didn’t violate the NDA. Stupid NDA.
“I have a question.”
“Yes, buttercup?” Knox said with his devilishly charming grin.
“Why the safe word last night?”
“Yes, Callum, why the safe word?” Knox turned his entire body to look at him.
Callum shot a glance at Knox, who turned back to face me, pulling his lips.
I couldn’t help but smile before I looked back at Callum, who wasn’t speaking.
