Page 103 of Legacy

“You are really the best friend.”

“I try. I’m so glad that I picked you up in that bar.”

We both laughed and said our goodbyes, and by the time I set my phone down and put my lip gloss on, the doorbell rang. I grabbed my little purse and went to open the door.

My breath caught, and I had a feeling I would swoon. If I did that sort of thing.

Callum stood there, his beard groomed, his hair a little long and bouncy from most likely being on the back of his motorcycle earlier. He had on a black button-up shirt, though he’d rolled the sleeves up to show his forearms. And since I wanted to lick those forearms, I counted that as a win.

He tucked his shirt into black pants, but he still had on his biker boots, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Okay, this is a problem.”

I blinked up. “What?” I couldn’t help the disappointment that laced my tone.

Callum leaned forward and pinched my chin. “I don’t want anyone to see you in that fucking dress.”

I grinned. “It’s a good dress, isn’t it?”

“I want to bend you over and bury my face underneath that dress. I want to lick that pussy, taste every inch of you, and smash my cheeks in between your cheeks. What do you think about that?”

I pressed my thighs together but didn’t pull away from his touch. “Oh. Well. That sounds fun.”

“You’re ridiculous. Now we have to go eat dinner at my brother’s restaurant while I have a hard-on. I can’t wait to hear what the town says about this.”

“Keely told me to forget what the town thinks.”

“So you told Keely about our date tonight?”

I blushed as he took my hand, leading me to his truck which had thankfully been fixed. “Of course I did. She’s my best friend. And, well, I’m nervous.”

He froze in the act of putting his hands on my hips to lift me into his truck. “Why are you nervous?” he asked, his voice soft.

“Because it’s you and me. And this feels different.”

He let out a deep breath and pressed his forehead to mine. “It does feel different. A good different, right? We can go back inside. Just have dinner between the two of us. I don’t mind never sharing you.”

I shook my head. “But I want to claim you in front of the rest of town. Now, who’s a neanderthal?”

“Well, I don’t mind the claiming. As long as you don’t care that I’m going to claim you right back. Because if anybody looks at you with an inch of hunger in their eyes when we’re out to dinner tonight, I’ll break them.”

“No, you won’t.”

“The fuck I will. I told you, this body is mine. This pussy is mine. When you’re with me, you’re mine.”

“Oh, great, now my panties are wet. I probably should just take them off and leave them here.”

I grinned, but he nearly growled.

“Girl, you are testing me.” He pressed a hard kiss to my lips, and I just laughed, wiping my lip gloss off his face.

“You’re a mess.”

“Well, I’m your mess. So deal with it.”

And with that, he slid me into the cab of his truck, and I fell that much more in love with Callum Ashford.

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