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“We’llsee.”
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Present…
“Pull over in the next services,”Idemand.
“Sure,” Caleb muttersquietly.
We left Lilly’s a few hours ago and the journey has been pretty much silent. My memories of what Caleb thinks of me along with what I heard him say to Lilly earlier have my anger simmering on the surface. I thought he could see through all thatnow.
“Go on then,” he says when he pulls the car to a stop. He looks up at me when I don’t go to leave the car. “What? Don’t you want a piss orsomething?”
“No. I want you to tell me what the fuck’s going on in your head. This morning you made me think something was changing, and now you’re all cold and acting like you don’t even want to be breathing the same air asme.”
“It’s nothing. Nothing’schanged.”
“But it has. You can’t tell me there wasn’t something this morning. I may have had the shit kicked out of me but I’m not fucking stupid, Caleb. I know what I saw, what Ifelt.”
“Well, I’m sorry I gave you the impression it had. Because nothing’s changed. You’re still—” He stops mid-sentence but I finish it forhim.
“Awhore.”
“I knew you were listening to our conversation this morning. How dare you? That wasprivate.”
“So private you had it at the dining room table for me to hear. I can’t believe after all this time you still think that ofme.”
Caleb opens his mouth to answer but no sound comesout.
“Lilly was right. You’re a hypocrite. So I’ve had sex a handful of times since moving to London, and once you caught me in the act? That doesn’t make me a FUCKNG WHORE,” I shout before swinging the door open and getting out of the car for some air. I’m so fuckingangry.
When I moved to London, I knew a new lifestyle was needed. But I didn’t stop my bed hopping ways because of Caleb and what he thought of me—I stopped it for me. I wanted to focus on my career and, if I’m honest, spending night after night in other people’s beds wasn’t making mehappy.
I pace back and forth in front of the car for a few minutes. I can feel Caleb’s stare on me but I don’t meet his eyes. Eventually, I come to rest with my arse perched on thebonnet.
I feel the car move beneath me as Caleb gets out, but I don’t lookup.
“I’m sorry, Taylor. I didn’t meanit.”
“Yes, you did. That’s all you’ve ever seen me as: a whore who bed hops whenever he wants to. I thought I’d shown you that isn’t true. Clearly, I was wrong.” I stand up and go to move back toward the passenger side of the car. “I think it’s time I found myself somewhere else to live,” I say over myshoulder.
Suddenly, my wrist is grasped and I’m turned and pushed back against the car. I don’t get a chance to do anything before I feel his lips against mine. I want to push him away. I should, but I don’t, because the second I feel his tongue open my lips to allow him entry, I sag back against the car and let the feelings Caleb ignites in my body takeover.
Without any instruction from my brain, my tongue tangles with his and I tilt my head to deepen the kiss. One of his hands comes up to rest at the back of my head and the other slides under the fabric of my t-shirt and stops on my waist. The feel of his hand against my skin leaves a tingling trail behindit.
He steps towards me, pressing my body between his and the car. I suck in a breath as pain shoots out from my ribs but he thankfully doesn’t notice. I feel him as hard against me as I am. Fuck, I’ve waited too fucking long to kiss himagain.
Someone wolf whistling in the distance brings us to our senses, making him pull back and step away from me. I look at him but he keeps his eyes down on thefloor.
“We should get going,” he says before marching back around to the driver’sside.
I continue to lean against the side of his car for a few more seconds to try and recover from hiskiss.
It’s not until I’m buckled in and ready to go that Caleb finally looks over atme.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have donethat.”
“No, you’re right, you probably shouldn’t,” I agree, because he’s started something now. He’s lowered his walls and allowed me to see what he reallywants.
