His cock twitched inside her when he thought about what he'd shown her over the past couple weeks. She seemed to love all the positions he'd tied her up in so far, but her favorite still seemed to be the frog tie.
"Good afternoon to you too," she mumbled, a small laugh escaping her.
"You're driving me insane," he groaned against her shoulder, before he gently pulled himself out and helped clean her up.
Her cheeks were still pink when she smoothed her dress down and Caleb eyed her bare, shapely legs-on display courtesy of the warmer weather. He forced himself to meet her eyes, feeling the urge to bend her back over the counter for a second round.
"Do you think the doctor will know what we just did?" she teased, gazing up at him with those brown eyes and freckles.
"He won't say anything if he knows what's good for him," Caleb grumbled, fingering a lock of her hair. He was more than a little jealous and irritated that her OB/GYN doctor was male and Caleb probably would be for the remainder of her pregnancy.
He glanced at the time on the stove. They still had three hours until Maddie's appointment, which still gave him more than enough time to do something he'd been meaning to do for a while.
"Do you have to get back to work?" she asked.
He didn't answer. Instead he nodded towards her library books and laptop, which currently decorated the island. "I'll let you get back to work. And I'll come pick you up in a couple hours, okay?"
"Wait," she called, after he kissed her nose. She held out the chicken wrap she'd been making for herself. "You haven't eaten, have you?"
Sometimes, she knew him too well.
"I've been distracted," he mumbled, but took the wrap from her, knowing she wouldn't let him leave without eating. She watched in amusement as he devoured it in three large bites, scrunching up her nose in disbelief.
"It still amazes me how you do that. Peter too. I watched him eat a burger yesterday in ten seconds flat."
"It's a talent," he murmured, leaning over to kiss her one last time. "Thanks. I'll see you in a little bit."
"Okay," she murmured, smiling, seeming like she was on the verge of saying something and then catching herself at the last minute. She'd been doing that a lot lately. And Caleb thought he knew what she wanted to say … but he wouldn't allow himself to reflect on what was becoming more and more obvious to him every day.
Once he climbed back into his SUV parked in the driveway, he dug out his phone from his back pocket and searched through the contacts. Caleb hoped that the number he was looking for still hadn't changed, or else he'd have to resort to sneakier methods.
Once he reached the name in his contacts, he pressed 'call' and waited as the phone rung.
Caleb was just about to give up when, on the fifth ring, Thomas finally picked up. "You're probably the last person I thought I'd ever see calling my number again," the man said, irritation laced liberally into his tone.
"I was worried that you might've changed your number since high school," Caleb told him, staring through the bay windows at the front of their house. He could just make out Maddie perched at the island counter, munching on another wrap she made for herself as she flipped through the pages of a library book. His cock pulsed in his jeans when he realized that anyone walking by their house probably could've seen what they'd been up to only fifteen minutes before.
"There was no reason for me to," Thomas said. "What do you want, Caleb? Why are you even calling?"
"I'm calling because I want to sort our shit out. I know you're still not speaking to Maddie and it's upsetting her more than you probably realize," he said, gripping the leather of his steering wheel hard.
"It's none of your damn business what goes on between me and my sister."
"It is when I'm partly the cause and when I'm living with her and when she's having my child!"
"Don't fucking remind me," Thomas snarled over the line. "I'm still trying to forget."
"You think trying to forget is going to make your future nephew or niece go away?" Caleb asked, his voice low, steady. "This is getting out of hand, Thomas. We need to talk. Face-to-face. And you can swing your fists at me all you want as long as this gets resolved. Today."
Thomas went silent. Caleb hoped that even he realized that this couldn't go on much longer. Maddie missed him. Terribly. She might not voice her frustration about her brother to Caleb, but he could see it, plain as day, when Thomas refused to return her texts or phone calls. Maddie wanted her family involved in her pregnancy and she was already almost five months along. And Thomas was just being a stubborn little bitch, as far as Caleb was concerned.