Chapter 38
THIRTY-EIGHT
CALLUM
- Present Day -
I can’t believe I’m fucking doing this.
What the hell am I doing?
Why am I even here?
Thoughts race through my brain with lightning speed, but nonetheless, I find myself standing on the wrong side of Sutton’s door once more, fist raised to knock. The door flies open before I can move, startling me, but I quickly school my expression as I’m met with a scowling Newbie.
Oh, hell.
“If you fuck this up, I will end you. Got it?”
His voice is quiet, I would assume in an attempt to keep Sutton from hearing, but his tone is lethally calm.
“Yeah, I heard you the first time.” Fucker. I scowl right back. “You gonna let me in now? Or are we just gonna stand here all night having another pissing match, Davies ?”
He doesn’t slam the door in my face, which is something, I guess. Rather than letting me in, however, he steps out into the hall with me, forcing me to step back as he closes the door softly behind him.
“No, Callum, I don't think you did hear me. So let me make this clear. That girl in there?” He gestures over his shoulder. “She means the fucking world to me. I would literally do anything for her. And you are the asshole that took the best damn thing he ever had in his goddamn life for granted and then threw it all away. Now you come waltzing back into her life, as if you didn’t rip her heart to shreds and leave her in pieces on the floor? Like you get a fucking hall pass? That’s not how this is going to go. ”
I open my mouth to respond but he cuts me off.
“Nope. I’m still talking, dickhead. That crazy, beautiful woman in there, for some reason beyond my comprehension, still wants you.
Possibly even still cares for you. Why? Who the hell knows?
But for some goddamn reason, she is willing to give this.
. . attraction . . . between the two of you another chance.
So against my better judgement, I’m going to let you into our fucking home.
And you-” his glare is practically glacial as he continues, “are not going to fuck this up for her. Got it?”
Crossing my arms over my chest, I fight the urge to roll my eyes . . . or punch him in the goddamn face.
“You done now?” It’s my turn to glare, and I can see the tick in his jaw as he meets my gaze head-on.
“No, I’m not done yet! Let me lay it out for you.
If she wants you to stop, you stop. If she tells you to go down on her, you fucking eat her out like you’re a prisoner on death row and she is your final meal.
And I’m going to be right there in the room, actively participating for as long as, and however she needs until she tells me to stop or leave.
Not you. Do you understand? Not one goddamn thing tonight is about you.
This is about Sutton. For Sutton. And if you try to make this about you for one fucking minute and don’t treat her like the queen she is then you and I are gonna have a big fucking problem. Teammates or not. Comprende?”
His words hit me like a slap to the face. Jesus. What kind of selfish asshole does this fucker think I am?
“Do you fucking understand?”
I swallow down the bitter taste of unease at his words, my head jerking in acknowledgement. “I got it, already. I’m not the asshole you seem to think I am, you know. I would never willingly hurt Sutton.”
A scowl passes fleetingly across his features, his shoulders tight as he sighs. “Right, lets get this fucking party started.”
Not bothering to turn on the lights, I follow him through the open kitchen and living room in silence. He stops abruptly in front of a closed door and I watch, curiosity mildly piqued as he takes a deep breath, the rigid muscles of his back slowly relaxing.
My own chest feels tight and I have to remind myself to breathe as I follow him into the room, my eyes glued to the intoxicating sight before me.
Sutton.
My incredible, beautiful Sutton.
Kneeling on the center of the bed, blindfolded, her body is highlighted by the soft glow of several flickering candles that have been lit about the room.
The lacy little number she has on hugs every curve, highlighting her thick thighs that I am desperate to take a bite of, and tits that are so full they’re practically spilling out of her almost see-through top.
I could fucking come in my pants at just the sight of her .
I watch as her breath hitches, chest moving more rapidly in anticipation as Newbie slowly steps forward, his footsteps quiet.