Page 52 of Callum
And Lord, the woman looked beautiful tonight. Her long blond hair fell over her bare shoulders in soft waves, her makeup was perfect, and she wore the most stunning short blue dress that pushed up her ample breasts and emphasized her perfectly proportioned hips.
“Callum, hi, fancy seeing you here.”
“Hey, Kase.”
Kase? The sexy neighbor had a nickname?
Kasey turned to Fiona and gave her a wide smile. A wide,fakesmile. “Hi.”
Fiona hadn’t even returned the woman’s greeting when Kasey was already looking back to Callum. Her smile turned sultry. “I’m just here with Gretchen. She’s making sure I get out of the house.”
“That’s nice of her. Have a good evening.”
Her smile turned strained. Because Callum’s words were kind of dismissive? That brought Fiona more joy than it probably should.
Fiona waited until the woman was out of earshot and sitting across the restaurant to tilt her head. “So you’re sure there’s—”
“Nothing going on,” he finished before she could. “Yes, I’m sure. And the only woman I want to think about tonight is you.”
What about other nights?the insecure voice in her head whispered.
Throughout dinner, the man made her smile and laugh more times than she could count. Every so often, she felt eyes on her, but Fiona made an effort to not look Kasey’s way.
“How are your lamb shanks?” Callum asked when she was halfway through.
“Amazing. I can’t believe I’ve been living here for eight months and never tried this place.” Probably because it was dimly lit and all kinds of romantic, but hell, if Kasey could eat here with a girlfriend, why couldn’t she? Maybe she’d bring Jenny, or even Stacey, the next time her cousin was in town.
She looked at Callum’s bison steak. “How’s yours?”
“Perfect. Everything about tonight is perfect.”
Oh, man, this guy… He just had all the right words.
“Any more texts?” he asked, the lightness slipping from his voice.
“Just one yesterday.” She’d almost started to believe the perp had forgotten about her. Apparently not.
Callum’s eyes narrowed.
When she was well and truly full, she pushed back from the table. “I’m just going to the bathroom.”
Even as she walked across the restaurant, she felt Kasey’s eyes on her. Was it possible she’d known Callum was coming here? It seemed suspicious the woman had come tonight, while she and Callum were here, and looking as hot as she did.
It was when Fiona was coming out of the stall that the door opened and none other than Kasey herself walked in. Fiona bit back the groan. Instead of walking into a cubicle, Kasey stopped at the basin beside her and began to reapply some makeup. A pointless endeavor. Her face looked perfect.
“You and Callum seem cozy.”
Fiona kept her voice even. “He’s a great guy.”
She grabbed some paper towels to dry her hands with, her gut telling her to get the hell away from this woman.
“I heard Callum accompanied you to your sister’s wedding.”
Fiona stilled, then turned, watching the other woman in the reflection. “He told you that?”
“Oh, yeah. Over breakfast yesterday. You didn’t have a date to the wedding, right? And he felt sorry for you and didn’t want you to go alone.”
Her lips separated. Yesterday morning? That was when he’d canceled their breakfast.
