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"Fucking get there, Callie," Ethan growled into the crook of her neck.

She couldn't feel anything but the heavy weight of his body on top of hers and squeezed her eyes shut. "So close," she panted. It was an utter, complete lie, but she didn't want her boyfriend to think he couldn't make her come while he fucked her. It would have been embarrassing for them both.

How could she ever explain to him that the only time she actually orgasmed was when her brother's best friend fucked her? That was eight years ago, and since then, she could never feel anything more than the guilt of pretending.

Ethan grinned when she moaned into his skin and withdrew, stroking his cock over her until she was covered in his release. "I've missed this," he admitted, the corner of his lips curving into a smirk. "I've missed you coming over to cook dinner and then the sex afterward. What have you been doing since you left me?"

She winced and pulled the comforter over her body. "I didn't leave you. You left me, remember?"

"Let's just forget about that, babe. All that matters is that we're back together."

"Yeah," she breathed into the thick air. She turned in bed and touched a hand to her burning cheek. She was completely flushed, and her clit ached, but she couldn't even touch herself without letting him know he hadn't even made her come. "I'm going to bed, okay?"

"Sure thing," he said, leaning over to kiss her forehead. "I've really missed you, Callie. I'm sorry for hurting you."

She hummed in response and wrapped the comforter tighter around her. "Goodnight, Ethan."

Ethan frowned at the distance she was putting between them but thought nothing of it as he crawled out of bed and pulled on a pair of sweatpants. He walked out of the bedroom and left her alone to drown in her own thoughts.

Callie sighed in relief when her cellphone rang with Clyde's icon flashing across the screen. She immediately picked up and said, "Please come get me."

"I was just going to ask you that," he said with a chuckle. "I'm at the airport with Ryan, and the idiot forgot our train tickets."

"Which airport?"

"Crystal," he replied curtly.

"I'm coming now."


"I need to," she said, shaking her head, as if he could see her. "I need air, and I need an excuse."

"For what, Cal?"

"I'll explain it when I get there. Give me half an hour."

She hung up, and only then did she realize that she'd have to face her brother after eight long years and the man she fucked before she left London. She had deceived her brother, and she prayed she could pretend she and Ryan shared absolutely no history.

She quickly dressed in a pair of jeans and her sweater from the University before grabbing her purse. She left the bedroom to find Ethan sipping from a cup of coffee over a bowl of dessert and offered him a small smile.

"My brother just landed, and he's stuck at the airport."

"You're leaving?" Ethan asked, his eyeb

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