Page 65 of Hell's Claim

“Babe, I need to shower, do you mind?”

“Go ahead, I’ll make drinks.”

“Great, I’ll make the sofa up after I’ve showered. You got blankets and pillows?”

“I was thinking you’re too big for the sofa. Why don’t you share my bed?” I asked shyly.

Sunny blinked before drawing me into his arms. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I’m not saying we need to fuck each other, but you won’t get a good night’s sleep on that sofa,” I replied.

Sunny offered me a slow grin. “Whatever makes you happy.”

“I’ll fetch you a couple of colas, do you want anything to eat?”

“If you’ve got leftovers, I wouldn’t say no. Dinner seems hours ago.”

I chuckled. “It was. Use the bathroom in my bedroom.”

Sunny nodded and grabbed his backpack from where it was beside the sofa.

“Thanks, Callie, for trusting and believing in me. Thank you for giving me a second chance,” he replied.

With that, he disappeared towards my room, leaving me with a warm glow in my belly.

It faded quickly as I headed to the kitchen. Someone had shot Primal. That meant Sunny had been close to getting his answers. Somebody out there was very dangerous and clearly watching Sunny. Otherwise, how would they have known that Primal had come here?

I was plating up Sunny’s food when he returned. He wore shorts and was bare-chested. My eyes flew to his shoulder, which was bandaged.

“What happened?” I gasped, flying around the island to peer at it.

“I caught a glancing bullet. Callie, I’m okay. It merely sliced my skin.”

Nausea rose as I understood what he was saying. Sunny had been shot. A chill ran down my spine. Was this what life was going to be with Sunny? Waiting for him to come home at odd hours and wondering if he’s even coming home alive?

“Stop!” Sunny said, reading my thoughts.

“This is an extreme situation, kitten. Once it’s done, we move on.”

“What does that look like?” I wondered aloud.

“Whatever you want it to. Tell me your plans for your future. What do you foresee?”

I bit my lip. Would Sunny agree or approve of what I’d planned?

Chapter Fourteen.

Callie

“Do you really want to know?”

“Yes. Or I wouldn’t have asked,” Sunny said and took a mouthful of food.

“I’ve been thinking about buying a home base. The problem is, I’m hardly ever home, and I do not see that changing for the foreseeable future. My career is hot. The team and I are in demand, and Ghost Seekers is winning awards, and we’re top of the game right now.

“I like travelling, Sunny, and don’t have a reason to stop. The team and I have worked damn hard these last couple of years for me to throw it away. Even if we lose our contract with the network, we’d still continue. Our podcasts were very popular, and I can fund us indefinitely.”

I straightened my shoulders and wondered what Sunny thought about that. Just because we were dating, I didn’t want to change my plans. Would Sunny insist I do?

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