Page 43 of Forgotten Dreams
“Hey, baby, do you miss me yet?” he asks, his voice smooth, and it makes me shiver.
“No.” I walk back over to the bed and fold my leg and sit on it at the edge.
“Well, I miss you.”
“Is that why you were calling?” I lie back on the bed.
“No, I was calling to thank you for an amazing night, and I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”
“Am I seeing you tomorrow?” I smile, knowing he can’t see me.
I turn on my side, looking out the window. “You bet that sweet ass of yours you will be seeing me tomorrow.”
I can’t help but silently laugh. “We’ll see about that,” I say before I hang up on him and burst out laughing when his text comes through.
Caleb: Oh, we’ll see all right.
Chapter 20
Caleb
I jog up the steps to her front door and walk right in. The sounds of hammering and drilling fill the empty rooms. Theo looks up from what he’s doing in the living room. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Is that any way to talk to the boss?” I put my hands on my hips. It’s been three days since I’ve worked here. Not that I haven’t been here. No, I’ve been here every single night to make dinner with her and then make out with her in her bed. Until I drag myself away from her and force myself to go home before I forget about fucking her before we go on our first date. Every single night I want to kick my own ass about making up the rule. But I know once I get in there, it’s going to be worth it in so many different ways.
“It is when that boss is supposed to be at a barn, making sure that the roof comes off without killing someone.” He moves the nail gun to the end of the shelf and starts to hit it down all along the shelf. The hissing from the gun drowns out the stomp of his boots as he finishes assembling the mantel.
“Roof is off,” I confirm to him, “and everyone is in one piece.” I look at the room, seeing that he’s about done with the built-ins that Sierra mentioned that first time. I contacted my guy on the side and gave him a brief idea of what I wanted with the measurements and a picture of the wall, and he did the rest. I just hope that she is going to like it when she finally sees it, since I’m surprising her with it.
“So you decided to come and visit one of the job sites, or did you come for something else?” he asks, his eyebrows shooting up.
“I’m taking Sierra out,” I tell him, and he chuckles. “This looks good.” I do a chin jerk toward what he’s doing. “Think they’ll be finished by this week?”
“Probably.” He takes a look at his work. “That is what I planned anyway. We’re starting the bedrooms tomorrow, so I hope I timed it properly.”
“Okay, sounds good,” I confirm, looking toward the stairs. “I’ll?—”
“Yeah, yeah, get the fuck out of here. Some of us actually have to work and not just pretend,” he says, chuckling and going back to work. I go up the stairs two at a time and find her door closed. I knock once before I open it and stick my head in, seeing her sitting at her desk. She turns in her white chair toward me, her face filling with a huge smile.
“You really aren’t going to let me go at this alone.” She crosses one leg over the other placing her elbows on the arm rests. Her head tilts to the side and I can’t help but smile.
“I really am not going to let you go there alone,” I confirm to her. “You look beautiful.” I tell her what I was thinking before smiling. “Now, are you ready?”
“Yes.” She gets up, and I see she’s wearing a pair of tight black jeans with a burnt-orange long-sleeved sweater that is tucked in the front but flows at the sides. “I’m ready.”
“Are you forgetting something?” I ask her when she grabs her purse from the bed and walks over to me.
“Should I get a jacket?” she asks, and I smirk. She looks over at the window, then back at me. “It looks like it’s nice outside. Is the sun deceiving?”
“You forgot to kiss me hello,” I tell her, bending my head to the side to kiss her. One hand comes up to cup her jaw and the other wraps around her to bring her closer to me.
I sweep my tongue into her mouth before letting her mouth go. Her eyes flutter open. “Is that a thing now?” she asks, wiping her lip gloss off my lips before I slide my hand off of her waist and into her hand and turn to walk out of her room.
We walk down the steps hand in hand as we pass the living room. “We’re out,” I tell Theo, who just nods at me as I pull her out the door. I walk her over to my truck, opening the door for her.
“Oh, is this what to expect on our date?” she questions me as she gets in the truck. “The whole gentleman thing?”
“I’m always a gentleman,” I remind her.
