Chapter Fifteen

She tugged the sheet higher around her neck as the movement finally quietened in the next room. She stretched out and curled into her pillow letting the smile spread slowly across her face. She’d got one over him. Well and truly.

The hairs on her arms shot up as she remembered the feel of her hands against his warm skin. God, that was not right. Not right that she squirmed a little in her bed, trying to erase him from her mind.

“Callie?” Her heart thumped in her chest as the hoarse whisper called her name.

“Jon?” she asked curling her fingers over the top of the sheet and peeking into the inky darkness.

“I’m right here baby –“his breath was thick on her neck, and the little groan escaped from her mouth too quickly. Dammit.

“How did you get in here?” she asked twisting herself around to find him, instead being enveloped by strong arms. Her nose pressed into the warm fur of his chest. She wanted to pull back, wanted him to stop but his mouth engulfed hers with urgency.

“Oh god – “she whispered before he claimed her. Her arms reached up around her neck as the kiss deepened. She didn’t question him like she should of, didn’t stop him and kick his ass out of that bed like she could have.

“No need to pretend anymore baby –“her head hit the pillow behind her as he sucked one of her nipples into his hungry mouth.

Oh shit—oh god ,it felt so wonderful. She arched further into him and clutched her hands into his hair. There was so much of it! “More, Jon…More.” She felt his hand slide in-between her thighs parting them wider.

“Tell me to stop,” he was smothering her with kisses, his teeth grazing along her shoulder blade. Stopping was the last thing on her mind.

“Don’t—“he rolled her back, and hovered over her.

She lifted her fingers through his hair and pulled him down for a kiss, god forbid the consequences in the morning – right now she didn’t care. The inside of her thighs were vibrating with anticipation.

He dipped down, she felt his cock bump against her heat as she spread her thighs wider for him. He nipped her nose and through the darkness of the room, he grinned.

“Tell me you were jealous – “

Her eyes snapped back open and her body lurched forward, she was alone. In her room, in her bed, clutching the sheet around her.

“Oh shit,” she panted. Relax it was just a dream, just a dream.

“Oh god—“ she cupped her cheek, her skin was on fire. She scrambled off the bed, swaddled the sheet firmly around her and tried the door. She closed her eyes and leaned back against the door. Thank god it was still locked. She turned and unsnicked the lock.

The only sound to greet her was the deep rumble of snore as she closed the door behind her again. When was he going back on tour? Christ, it wasn’t soon enough the way he kept playing with her head.

She scrunched back down in her bed, desperate to erase now the dream from her mind and focus on the task ahead. Facing her firm was going to be one thing, no doubt her father would of already talked her to death with his connections. Unless of course he was too embarrassed. She sighed and closed her eyes as the clock flipped over to 2am. It was going to be a long night.

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Jon rubbed his eyes as the rude intrusion of light burned his eyeballs. The loud scrape of curtain against the rail made him cringe.

“Do you have to make so much freakin' noise?” he mumbled, burying his head back into his pillow rolling onto his belly.

Last night was still a haze, oh wait a minute. He lifted his head and turned around, “and about last-“but he stopped dead in his tracks. There she stood by the large bay window, in her navy blue suit, cinched at the waist showing off her curvy hips and shapely legs – and she was all slicked up, with pretty pink lipstick and her hair pulled back into a neat ponytail.

She folded her arms, and with a small grin on her lips asked. “Yes?”

He sat up and swung his legs over the side of the couch. “You throw a pound of ice down my pants and now you think you’re something huh?” he scratched his head, trying to tame the wild knot of morning curls.

“And so what if I am. You had that coming mister.” She walked back around into the little kitchen and he watched her flick the kettle on.

“Coffee?” she asked plucking a mug from the rack.

“God – yes…” he leaned back and pulled the sheets back up around him. She was a totally different person. She wasn’t mad like last night, she looked amazing – comfortable in her own skin obviously.

She poured two healthy cups and brought his over, pressing his down on one of her coasters.

“What time are we going into the office?” he asked her taking a sip. That smug confidence may have just gone up in a cloud of smoke, it disappeared so fast.

“What?” she asked.

“Your office – I’m coming into meet people aren’t I?” he grinned as he took a long sip.

“What?” she blinked and gripped her coffee cup tighter until Jon watched her knuckles turn white.

“Well, we’re doing this together aren’t we?”

She rolled her eyes, “yeah together was really what you had on your mind last night, was it Jon?”

Here we go.

“You’re still jealous huh?” he asked cocking an eyebrow. She was going to be too easy to wind up. It was almost fun.

“You humiliated me – count yourself lucky I didn’t do it to you in public Jon.”

“I could have taken it like a man Callie. Now I’m coming with you – it’s only fair.”

Actually, if she had done that to him in public, he would have been pissed. But he wasn’t about to admit it to her.

“No, you’re not – you’re not embarrassing me at the only good thing I have right now,” her voice cracked as she broke away and dusted her skirt down.

“Callie-“he went to stand but she held her hand up. “No Jon, I mean it. I’m going alone…this part of my life can’t be a game.”

He sank back down, “ok ok – I won’t come.” He couldn’t imagine hanging out with a bunch of lawyers would be that entertaining anyway.

She looked down at her coffee, and Jon winced.

“About what I said last night about your father –“

“What about it – you made your point obviously clear.”

“Well, I won’t deny that I don’t believe fully what I said, I just out of line.” Her eyes tried to hide the sadness, and glaze back over with confidence.

“I know what you think Jon – it’s just not that simple.”

“Quit and go to med school. That seems simple to me.” He took another long drink of his coffee.

She laughed, “with what exactly? You know what it costs – and I would have no money at all behind me.”

“I have no money behind me – and I’m doing it… so if I can – you can.” He folded his arms and leaned back on the couch.

“Oh no no, don’t compare it – I have to study and that takes years – you can play now and try and make money doing what you want to do…”

He chuckled and shook his head. “There is no difference Callie. You can get a job and put yourself through med school, you just don’t want to do it.”

She stood up and marched back to the kitchen. He’d pissed her off again.

“When do you go back on tour?” she asked popping two slices of bread into the toaster and bumping the fridge door shut with her hip.

“Three days – and I’m out of your hair. Can’t wait huh?” He grinned as he watched her pop the lid of the peanut butter off.

“Damn right.” She smeared a thick layer of peanut butter across her toast and took a crunch out of it.

“You can’t be going sleeping around on tour too much Jon – if you want this to work.”

“Yeah, Yeah – I’ve already been given that lecture by the folks. Why is it always me – you know it’s not just me that can’t be having a relationship here. You can’t either, you know.”

She snorted. “Believe me I know, I don’t have time for those sort of distractions.”
He propped his hands behind his head and crossed his legs. “You don’t get out much do you?”

“I do, I just choose not to.”

“Have there been any boyfriends?” he asked, he was skating on thin ice, and she’d probably tell him to go fuck himself again in the next second but he was curious.

What sort of man pushed her buttons? He’d visualized her with a burly corporate guy named Chad, but that didn’t seem right.

She grinned, “Yes there have been – why are you jealous now?” she arched a thin brow as those pink glossed lips cocked into a smirk.

He rolled his eyes, “No – I just wondered. You’re pretty enough and smart. Are there guys at the firm that would ask you out?”

She pulled out her soft leather brief case and clicked open the clasps. “Yes there
are, and there are the ones that know who my father is – so they probably just want the status.”

“Surely they want more than just the status,” he said admiring her side on view, the high curve of her breast and down her flat belly. Guys would be crazy not to try for some action with her.

“Yeah but I am not into that scene – as you know, anyway what are you doing today?”

“Doc’s probably got some things to do – but I’ll just grab a burger with the guys if he gives me any money.”

She looked up,” You have no money?”

He shrugged. “Nope, Doc is in charge of little allowance we have.” He hated admitting he wasn’t self sufficient – especially when he’d just ragged onto her about how she should be, maybe it was a totally different situation like she suggested?

“Jesus Jon, “he winced when she flipped open her purse and pulled out a twenty and handed it out to him.

“It’s not much, but here...”

“Callie, I’m already living under your roof. You don’t have to give me money as well.” Christ, taking money from her is not what he ever intended to do.

She handed it out further, “Pay me back when you’re famous” she grinned.
He took the money, God money was fucking precious he shouldn’t be just blowing it on
burgers. “Thanks Callie, I will…” he tucked it into his jeans pocket.

“Go see a movie, get out of the house.” She said as she picked up her coat and case.
He snorted, “Oh I see, just want me out of your house huh?”

“Read me like a book…” she winked as she headed to the door. “Now behave, the spare key is hanging up by the door… so take that out with you. I’ll be home about five-thirty.”

“Ok, see you then… should be around.”

And then she was gone. It was the strangest feeling, something had shifted between them that morning, whether it was something good. Only time would tell. He smiled when he fumbled into his pocket and felt the crisp twenty. She totally didn’t have to do that at all. His intention was never to take money off her. He’d make one thing for sure though, anything she paid for him. If he made it big – he’d pay her back double.