Walk Of Shame(112)

He grabs me by the hip and squeezes. “Yeah . . . I guess you can say I’ve grown quite a bit.” He flexes his jaw as he checks me out, completely taking me all in. His striking green eyes almost melt me on the spot as I watch them. “All of me.”

I find myself swallowing hard and slightly sweating as I try to figure out what exactly he could mean by all of him. I think I know the answer to that and I have to admit that it has me turned on completely.

“You look fucking beautiful, Riley.” He bites his bottom lip and releases his grip on my hip, letting his hands brush over my ass, before he grips my upper thighs. “So damn beautiful.”

Without even thinking, I reach out and grip the blonde hair at the back of his neck. He wears it slightly shorter than he did six years ago, but still sexy as can be.

“I see you’re still the same smooth talker,” I say with laughter. “Good to know.”

He grips my thighs tighter, pulling me closer to him. “And you’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

Feeling myself come undone under his intense stare, I release his hair and reach for his hands, pulling them away from my thighs. “I’ve missed you, Cale.” I watch him with a smile as his eyes follow my movements to my hands. I squirt a handful of oil into my palm.

His eyes take on a darkened look and he grabs my hands, placing them to his chest, and holding them there. “Why didn’t you tell me you were back already?” He rubs his thumbs over my wrists, looking me dead in the eyes. “When did you get home?”

Letting out a small breath, I shake my head and begin rubbing my hands over his body while pushing him backward until he’s lying flat on his back. “Only two days, Cale.” I suck in a breath and try to hide the small moan as my hands explore every hard ridge of his chest and abs, attempting to continue his massage. God, this is torture right now. This is the kind of body that you only see in the damn movies. “I just wanted a week or so to get settled in first. No one knows that I’m back except for my family. You were going to be the next to know. I promise.”

He smiles up at me and I can’t help but to notice the way my heart skips a beat. That smile—seeing it right now is a painful reminder of what I’ve been missing for the past six years. The ache in my chest almost causes me to lose my composure, wondering what all I’ve missed while being away.

The only thing I’ve heard over the years is that he works at a bar. I don’t even know if he has a girlfriend. For some reason, I just couldn’t allow myself to know that bit of information, so I made Aspen promise to never tell me. Well . . . more like I threatened to choke the life out of her through the phone.

Now standing here, touching him and seeing his beautiful smile, I can’t help but want to know. Is he going home tonight to make love to some woman while she gets to put her hands on the places that I’m touching now? I don’t want to know!

“Have dinner with me tonight.”

A smile spreads over my face, unexpectedly from his request. It’s so big that my face hurts, but I try my best to hide it so I don’t look like a desperate loser. “Are you cooking me dinner, Chef Cale? If so, then I hope it’s better than what I tasted the last time you attempted to cook for us,” I tease, even though I’d eat dirt if it made him happy.

“Of course,” he says confidently. “And it will definitely taste damn good. I promise you that the only things I’ll put in your mouth are the things that I know will satisfy you completely and ruin you for anything else.”

I swallow hard and try not to take that comment sexually, even though my body is definitely taking it that way. “Alright.” I agree. “I’m trusting you with my mouth, so you better not disappoint.”

He lifts his eyebrows and I can’t help but to notice him harden beneath the towel, but I play it off as if I hadn’t noticed. “You have no idea, Riley. You should be careful what you trust me with.” Sitting up, he leans in and kisses me on the side of the mouth, his lips lingering for a few seconds too long. “I have an early shift at the bar today, but I’ll get your number and address from Aspen.”

“Alright.” I smile. “I’ll be here until six, but I’m free after that.”

Nodding his head, Cale jumps up from the table, allowing his towel to drop as he reaches for his clothes to get dressed. I somehow manage to turn away before I get to see what I’ve been longing to see since we were in high school. Damn, I really hate myself right now.

I hear a small chuckle from Cale before I feel his hands wrap around my waist and his lips press against my neck from behind. “Gotta go, baby. Be ready for me tonight.”