Authors: Sabel Simmons
Jenna groaned softly when Callum
walked in just as Megan asked the question and he looked at her searchingly,
his jaw rigid.
“I always get a bit of a headache when
I work with this soap solution. I should ideally wear a mask, but I tend
to forget.”
“Are you sure it is only the
headache?”
Jenna glared at Callum and felt like
throwing him with the wet sponge. Megan noticed the secret message
between them and wondered for the first time what Callum did to Jenna when she
left the Ballroom.
“Yes, I am sure!”
His eyes narrowed on her and his lips
flattened. He looked at Megan.
“Are you planning on sleeping over,
Megs? It is already quite late.”
“Well, I guess that is a direct hint
that it is time for me to leave. I am on my way. Liam has already
collected the twins from their playgroup. We are going to his parents for
the weekend. I hope your headache clears soon Jenna and don’t work too
hard. And you … leave her be. She can’t work if you hover over her
the whole day.”
Callum raised his eyebrows at his
sister and she tsk’ed at him as she walked out the door. His eyes
immediately caught Jenna’s again.
“I am taking you to the doctor.”
“Oh for heaven sake! I really do
have a headache.”
“I don’t believe you.”
He walked closer and picked her up in
his arms and started walking to the door.
“You are not serious! Put me
down, McGregor!”
“I am taking you to the doctor!”
“Please Callum, I don’t want to go!”
“You’re hurt, Baby. We need to have it
looked at.”
Her heart tingled at the easy way baby
fell from his lips.
“Callum, please. It is going to
be too embarrassing. I promise it is the headache more than … that I am
suffering from at the moment.”
“Fine, then I am taking you to
your room for a nap.”
She sighed and resignedly looped her
arms around his neck. He ran up the stairs as if she weighed nothing at
all and was not even breathing hard when he lowered her on the bed.
“Where are your pain tablets?”
“On the dressing table.”
He poured some water from the carafe
on the corner desk and handed her two tablets and the glass. She
swallowed them down and lay down, watching him as he carried the glass back to
the corner table. He walked back to her and stood looking down at
her. He frowned, then turned and walked to the walk in cupboard. He
returned with one of her large oversized tee-shirts.
“Put this on. The smell of the
soap solution is on your clothes.”
She did not even think about that, but
realized he was right and if she wanted to be rid of the headache, she would
have to change. She took the shirt.
“Thank you.”
He remained next to the bed and she
glared at him.
“You can go, Callum. I will
change once you have.”
“It’s not as though I haven’t seen you
naked, Baby.”
She blushed and he chuckled.
Amazed that she blushed after he carried her around naked and examined her
intimately. He leaned over and took her lips in an intimate passionate
kiss. She was still breathing hard when he closed the door behind him.
Jenna
closed her eyes. This had to stop. No matter how much her body
craved his touch and his kisses, she could not allow this to continue.
She was here to do a job. She would just have to stay out of his way and
make sure there were no further temptations that could end up as it did that
morning.
As
predicted Jenna was much better the following day and by Saturday did not even
wince anymore. Callum could relax and spent most of the weekend working
in his study.
Jenna informed Ronan that she was
going into town to explore on Saturday after breakfast, which she ate
alone. Callum apparently went jogging and indicated he would have
breakfast later. Jenna was relieved. His brooding eyes were on her
all the time and he was back to his old grumpy, arrogant self.
She drove around town and just enjoyed
exploring. She walked through the Newtown Abby Superstore, from there she
explored the Valley Leisure Centre. She bought a sandwich, fruit and
juice and went to the Hazel bank Park and found a bench to sit and relax.
She ate her lunch and gazed out to the sea. She took out her sketchbook
and sat drawing the dragon and fairy the twins asked her for. When a
church bell chimed in the background, she realized with a start that it was
already six o’clock. She quickly packed everything away and was soon on her
way back to the castle.
Callum was just getting into his Aston
Martin One sports car when she drove up the driveway and parked the
rental. He slammed the door shut and she winced. He stomped around
the car and flung the door open.
“Where the hell have you been all
day?”
“I … Ronan knew where I was.”
“Exploring yes! Why did you not
answer your phone?”
“Ehm … probably because I don’t have
it with me.”
“Probably? Do you or don’t you
have it with you?”
“I don’t. I tend to leave my
cell all over the place and forget about it.”
“That is very irresponsible. You
can’t just drive off in a strange city without being contactable! What if
something happened?”
“Were you on your way somewhere,
honeybuns? Please don’t let me keep you.”
“Yes … I was on my way to look for
you! I don’t know why the hell I even bothered to worry! You
clearly couldn’t care less!”
She gaped at him. She turned
sideways and dropped her legs out of the car and he stepped back. She got
out and he towered over her. She had to twist her head back to look up at
him.
“I am sorry. I am not used to
reporting my every move!
“Did you meet your Titanic toy boy?”
Jenna was flabbergasted at the anger
that tightened his whole body and flashed from his eyes.
“That, McGregor, is none of your
business.”
She took a step sideways with the
intention of walking around him, but he followed, his eyes shooting arrows at
her.
“I am making it my business.”
She humpfh’d and crossed her arms over
her chest and glared at him.
“I am hungry, would you please let me
pass? Or are we going to stand here until I pass out?”
His grin was arrogant. He leaned
closer and said against her lips.
“Before this night is over, little
painter … you will tell me.”
He turned and strolled away and
disappeared through the front door with Jenna gaping after him. She did
not like the veiled threat. Her stomach cramped with nervousness.
Jenna
ate dinner alone. Callum caught up on the work he lost pacing the whole afternoon
worrying about the damn painter girl … woman. He did not bother to try
and decipher the anger at the thought that she might have spent the day with
the young man he saw her with at the Titanic museum.
Ronan walked in with a tray and his
dinner. He mumbled under his breath, but loud enough for Callum to hear.
“No’ righ’ that the little Lassie eat
alone every nigh’.”
He plonked the tray on his desk with a
loud bang and scowled at Callum.
“Anythin’ else, Laddy?”
“I don’t think I dare ask.”
“What yer mumblin’, Laddy?”
“No thanks, Ronan. I am
fine. Thanks for dinner.”
He turned and mumbled on his way out.
“Should ‘ave let yer starve.”
Callum smiled and pulled the tray
closer. Seems the little painter found a protector. He finished his
dinner and devoted another two hours going through his e-mails. He
frowned reading the mail from Giles Hannon, his business associate in
Australia. The extended trip he planned was intended to set up a branch
in Sydney. It seems the preparations and registrations he had to manage
went quicker than they believed it would. Everything has been registered
and certified and was ready. He sighed. This meant he needed to get
there immediately and set the ball rolling.
Callum sat staring outside into the
dark through the window, his mind racing. In the end he realized it would
be best if he did go on a long trip immediately. He made a huge mistake
taking Jenna in the ballroom. Since then she was constantly on his
mind. He was in a semi-aroused state all the time. He knew he had
to stay away from her. He also knew if he did not leave on this trip, he
would not be able to.
He phoned his second in charge at his
company at the Belfast office and made quick arrangements. He set up
instructions and responsibility allocations. He had full confidence to
leave his company in his hands. He was very capable and have always taken
charge very successfully in the past. He contacted his executive
assistant with instructions for flight and accommodation bookings.
Callum owned a Financial Services
Company specializing in Insurance and Investments. McGregor Financial
Services has been listed as one of the top most lucrative and sought after
companies globally. His father taught him all about it when he was barely
fourteen years old. It triggered his interest then and he has never
looked back. He started the company on a small scale when he finished
varsity. He continued his studies on a part time basis and achieved his
MBA through Harvard and obtained his PhD in Financial Investments before he
turned twenty seven.
Satisfied that all the arrangements
have been made, he went to his room and packed his bags. It was already
after eleven by the time he pulled on boxer shorts and towel dried his hair,
staring at the stars glittering in the sky. He drew his hands through his
hair and with a curse threw the towel on the chair and walked out of his
room. He did not even hesitate in front of Jenna’s door. He pushed
it open, walked in and closed it behind him.
He found her sound asleep. She
was lying on her back and of course … naked. The sheet covered only her
one leg and hip. He stared at her, his shaft rose to full erection the
moment he saw her naked. He leaned down and switched on the bedside
lamp. He wanted to see her, her expressions and her eyes when he made
love to her this time. To watch her when she screamed in release and when
she lost her breath.
He pushed his boxer shorts down and
kicked it off. He pulled the sheet off Jenna and all the way to the end
of the bed. He kneeled on the bed, then lowered himself next to her,
sliding his leg between hers. He reached out and placed his
hand on her belly, to slide it slowly over her stomach and circle her breasts.
He drew wide circles at first and then closer and closer to her nipples.
She moaned and her nipples pebbled to tight nubs. She moved her head and he
leaned down to kiss her softly, sweeping his lips from side to side. He
licked a slow trail over her cheek to trace the scallop of her ear, then slowly
circled it inside to close his lips around her earlobe and sucked it slowly and
sensually.
Jenna moaned, feeling sensation upon
sensation flutter down her belly to tighten her core. She arched her
neck, the warmth flowing from her ear combined with the sensations from the
hand caressing and kneading her breasts, brought her slowly to awareness.
Her eyelids fluttered open and she
realized there was a soft hue from the bedside lamp in the room. She
gasped when fingers closed around one of her nipples, twisted and rolled
it. She turned her head and her eyes were caught by smoldering green
orbs.
“What … are you … oohh!”
She lost her voice in a low moan when
he suckled on her neck where a vein pulsed erratically. He stroked her
nipples with the flat of his palm and sucked hard on her neck, pulled the skin
deeper and then sucked harder still. A sudden desire to leave his mark on her.
Jenna clutched at his arm, arching her
neck allowing him more access and moaned again as the sucking of her vein
heated her blood all the way to her toes.
He licked lower between her breasts,
over the slope to lick her nipple slowly, before he pulled it into his mouth
and sucked softly, then harder when she groaned. He licked over her chest
to the other and treated the twin with the same pleasure. Jenna’s body
quivered under his hands and when he pulled her legs apart with his knee, she
readily opened them wide. He stroked slow circles over her belly and
hesitated when he felt her quiver under his caress. He still suckled greedily
on her breasts, her soft skin and hard nub succulent on his tongue and lips.
He stroked the inside of her thigh and
back up against the other. Jenna moaned when he stroked his hand down the
length of her cleft and back up, separating her lips to stroke a small circle
around her clit, then smaller until he rubbed it sensually. Jenna arched
into his hand, her mind numb with the pleasure he evoked with his hands, mouth
and lips.