Chapter 36
Luc
I was woken by the buzz of my phone. It was still dark. I was in Caly’s bed, her body snuggled against mine. My cock was as hard as steel.
I glanced at the caller ID. Billy. Fuck.
I scrubbed my hand over my face. I hadn’t had an opportunity to apologise.
To explain. But I had to go. Fuck. I declined the call.
Rolling out of bed, as quietly as I could, I pulled on my pants from yesterday.
I didn’t look back at Caly. If I looked back, I’d want to kiss her.
If I kissed her I wouldn’t be able to leave her.
But if Billy had a lead on the threat, I needed to follow it up.
First though, I needed to look after my mate.
I texted him as I walked down the darkened corridor, Beast lending me his night vision.
Be there as soon as I can . Then I dialled the number for the café next door, placing an order.
My go-bag, which I’d dropped in the living room last night, had a spare shirt and I dressed while I waited, my eyes roaming the room.
Caly’s coat hung on a hook by the door. It was too thin for this weather. She needed a better one.
I heard the ding of the elevator and footsteps coming down the corridor.
Now that I’d upgraded building security, no-one could get into the building without being vetted by the guard on duty.
But I still tensed as the footsteps came to the door.
I smelled a human. A young male if the ridiculous amount of body spray he’d smothered himself in was any indication.
I suppressed a cough at the stench. A glance out the peephole confirmed my guess.
A pimply-faced teenager, earbuds in place, looking bored.
I heard the rustle of paper as he put down the parcel, then retreating footsteps.
Easing the door open, I collected my mate’s breakfast. I left it on the counter, with a note. Then I went out the door, feeling like I was leaving part of my heart behind.