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Her scream tore through the room as her body spasmed, pulsing heat gripping me so hard I roared with it, coming undone with her. My cock jerked deep, spilling inside her, grinding down to make damn sure she took every drop.
“Mine,” I groaned, muscles strung tight as I buried myself to the root, rutting through the aftershocks until nothing was left but heat, sweat, and the sound of us breaking apart together.
10
CALLIE
It was nearing lunchtime when Mrs. Winslow stepped up to the counter, balancing a stack of paperbacks in her arms. I had quickly learned she was one of Bookshell Cove’s most faithful regulars, and the coincidence in our last names always made her smile. She came in every week without fail, usually with her beach tote already bulging with finished reads.
“Back again already?” I teased as I scanned the top book, a glossy romance with a windswept couple on the cover. “Didn’t I just ring you up two days ago?”
Her eyes twinkled over her reading glasses. “And I finished both of them. You young people waste your time on phones. I read.”
I laughed softly, sliding the stack across the scanner. “Well, I’ll never argue with that choice.”
After she paid, I handed her the bag with a smile, watching her bustle out into the sunshine with the wind chimes jingling over the door.
I stacked a couple of new paperbacks near the register before glancing at my aunt.
Gloria was perched on her favorite stool behind the counter, glasses low on her nose as she thumbed through a gardening magazine. She glanced up when I hovered, arching one eyebrow. “That look says you’re about to ask me something.”
“Lunch run,” I admitted, tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear. “What do you want today?”
She shrugged. “Surprise me. Just not the greasy pizza from across the street. Those boys over there will keep me in stretchy pants if I don’t quit.”
I laughed. “You say that whenever we order from there.”
“And I mean it every time,” she replied primly, but her eyes twinkled. “What about you?”
I hesitated, glancing toward the front window where the afternoon sunlight poured in.
“I was thinking about swinging by The Drift Café.” I tried to sound casual, but heat still rushed up my neck.
Aunt Gloria didn’t miss it. Her grin spread slow and wicked, like she’d just been handed fresh gossip. “Ahhh. That café.”
I ducked my head, fussing with the strap of my tote. “It’s close. Convenient.”
“Convenient, sure.” She set down her magazine, chin propped in her hand as she studied me. “But it wouldn’t have anything to do with a certain tall, tattooed man whose bike got in your way after I warned you how crowded it got over there at night, would it?”
My face went nuclear as I saw flashes of all the filthy, delicious things we’d done together the night before. “Aunt Gloria.”
“What?” She widened her eyes and pressed her hand against her chest, trying to look innocent. “A woman can’t help noticing when her niece starts glowing thanks to the new guy in her life.”
My lips pressed together, and the heat crept higher. I couldn’t argue with her when she was right. Falling in lovewith Tatum had made me ridiculously happy, and it showed. Or maybe the glow was an early sign of pregnancy since we hadn’t used a condom any of the times we’d slept together.
Her laughter was soft and affectionate. “It’s good for you, Callie. You’ve looked lighter since you met Edge. Happier.”
I mumbled something noncommittal, not quite ready to share the depth of my feelings for him with anyone else. Not even my aunt.
Grabbing my tote, I waved her off before she could press further. “I’ll be back soon. Try not to sell all the romance novels while I’m gone.”
She called after me, laughter still in her voice. “I’ll leave the love stories for you since you’re living one now!”
My cheeks flamed again, but I couldn’t fight the smile tugging at my lips as the door jingled shut behind me.
The walk from Bookshell Cove to The Drift Café wasn’t far, just a few blocks, but the air carried enough heat and salt that sweat prickled at my temples.
My phone lit up, and my smile widened when Tatum’s name flashed across the screen.
