Laughing, I scoot closer to her on the sofa and put my arm around her shoulders. “Luke plays dirty, Callie. Since you went after him first, he’ll probably go after you a lot.”
She sticks out her bottom lip, pouting, and it’s glossy from the Jack.
“Hold on, you have something on your lips.” I lean forward and suck it off.
Her eyes widen as I slide my tongue along my lips and move back. “You’re right, Jack is pretty f**king gross.”
“It’s terrible,” she agrees in an unsteady voice.
“Okay, I have one,” I say, clearing my throat. “I’ve never walked home wearing just a pink robe and a pair of slippers.”
Callie snorts a laugh as Luke narrows his eyes. “You’re f**king asking for it. I’m going to tell her all your dirty little secrets now, you f**king douche.”
I laugh, kicking my boots up on the table. “That was just to get you back for going after her first.”
“Can I hear why he had to do that?” Callie asks as Luke takes a shot. “Because I’m really curious.”
“He was over at this girl’s house,” I start, ignoring Luke’s death glare. “And while they were hav**g s*x, her parents showed up. They’d taken off all their clothes out in the living room, so he had to borrow her robe and slippers because it was the only thing he could fit in.”
“It was f**king cold, too,” Luke recollects as he drinks from the bottle again. “Although, hav**g s*x with Carrie Delmarco made it kind of worth it.”
Callie covers her mouth, her chin tipping down, probably to hide her embarrassment. It’s f**king adorable and suddenly I find myself wishing Luke would leave so I could be alone with her.
“I have one,” Luke declares, shooting a malicious grin in my direction. His eyes are turning red and his speech is a little unbalanced. “I’ve never told a girl I was the lead singer of Chevelle just so I could hook up with her.”
“I’m going to f**king kill you for that one.” I reach over the table to confiscate the bottle from his hand. “You know that, right?”
He grins at me as I take a drink and look at Callie. “I was fifteen. I did a lot of stupid things back then.”
She doesn’t seem bothered, but sometimes she’s hard to read. “You don’t have to explain it to me.”
“Alright, I have one.” I focus on Luke, wanting to beat his ass. “I’ve never stripped teased on a table in front of an entire room full of people.”
His brown eyes are cold as he slams back a shot and then forces the alcohol down his throat with a jerk of his neck. “I’ve never woke up crying in the middle of the night because I had a nightmare after watching Halloween.”
“I was like ten,” I protest, yanking the bottle from his hand. I knock back a big gulp, starting to feel the alcohol burning in my system. “I’ve never pissed my pants because I was locked out of the house and couldn’t get in.”
Luke grabs the bottle from my extended hand, spilling some Jack on the coffee table. “I’ve never sent a girl a check yes or no letter. Do you like me Tami Bentler? Do you think I’m cute?”
Callie busts up laughing, slapping her hand over her mouth as her shoulders hunch toward her knees. “I don’t even know what to do with all this information.”
I force another shot down my throat and wipe my lips clean with my sleeve. Even though I’m pissed off that Luke is making me look like a jackass, I’m glad she’s happy.
“Oh, you think this is funny?” I ask and she lifts her head up, wiping tears from her eyes, nodding. “Because I can get you easily.”
She shakes her head, still smiling. “You don’t know that much about me Kayden, so I’m not too worried. Besides, I already told you I haven’t done much of anything.”
I lean toward her, putting my lips next to her ear, tucking her hair out of the way. “I’ve never made out in the rain and had one of the best kisses of my life.” I’m f**king drunk and admitting more than I normally would, but my drunken mind doesn’t care at the moment.
She shivers from my breath, her shoulders shuddering upward. “But you have, haven’t you? Or maybe you haven’t. I don’t know.”
“I love it when you ramble. It’s cute.” I put the bottle to my lips and slant my head back, sipping a shot, letting her know my answer. I aim the bottle in her direction with my gaze on her. “Your turn, unless it’s not true.”
Her fingers tremble as she wraps her hand around the bottle. I watch her mouth move as she inclines her head back and takes a deep swallow. I probably shouldn’t be staring, but watching her lips move is distracting and turning me on.
She coughs, her cheeks puffing out as she places the bottle on the table and smears the sleeve of her shirt across her lips. “God, it burns so bad.”
Luke collects the bottle from the table and gets to his feet. “I have to f**king take a piss.” He opens the door of the basement and staggers outside, leaving it cracked behind him.
Callie looks at me bewilderedly. “Why did he go outside?”
“It’s a drunk thing with him.” I relax back on the couch with my arm still around her. “He likes to go outside and piss.”
“Is he going to be okay?” Callie tucks her leg underneath her. “He seems pretty drunk. What if he wanders out into the trees and gets lost?”
“He’ll be fine.” I wave her off, not wanting to talk about Luke anymore.
We sit quietly for a moment and I watch her out of the corner of my eye, wanting to touch her so badly, like I did earlier in her room.
Callie rotates her body toward me, pressing her lips together, restraining a smile. “So you really made Tami Bentler a yes or no letter?”
“Let me clarify that that happened in third grade.” I relax on the couch, grab her shoulder, and guide her down beside me, so we’re lying side by side and I wrap my legs around hers.
She bumps her head on the arm of the chair as she gets situated. “Ow… what did she say?”
“Here lift your head up.” I tuck my arm under her, before she lies down, letting her use it as a pillow. “She said no way.”
She turns on her side, facing me. “That’s so sad. I would have said yes.”
“Would you have?” I question. “Because I wasn’t as charming as I am now.”
She chokes on a laugh and then lowers her head toward my chest. “I kind of had a crush on you back in grade school.”
“What?” Fixing a finger under her chin, I elevate her head, so I can look into her eyes. “Really?”
“That’s you. Callie, you’re the only person that’s ever made me feel happy about anything. That night you saved me, you changed something in me—you made me want to live.” I tell her the truth, knowing that when morning comes around, it’s all going to catch up with me.
Chapter 17
#21 Create Memories That Belong to You
Callie
Last night was interesting to say the least. Kayden was drunk and saying things to me he probably wouldn’t in a sober state, so I stopped it. I don’t want him telling me things just because he’s drunk. I’ve seen Seth ramble on about nonsense way too many times and he never means most of it.