Paige’s POV “Paige. Wake up.” I heard Callan whispering in my ear before his lips softly touched mine. He got on top of me, giving us a nose kiss. The warmth of our naked bodies instantly made me horny. “Mmm. I could get used to waking up this way.” “You’re gonna have to because I'll always be sleeping beside you until our hairs are white and we'll have lost all our teeth.” He said in his best version of an old man's voice. I laughed out loud and he did too. “What time is it, old man?” I pushed him off me, got up and ran to the bathroom, locking the door before he could go in. “Old man?” he said as he kept knocking, “I seem to remember you screaming for me to stop fucking you last night or else you were going to die from a heart attack.” “Well, you did have help after all.” I shouted after I spat out a mouthful of mouthwash. My face was flushed. After sex glow always did wonders for our beauty. And those moves Callan has. Not to mention the fucking robots. I mean I’m shocked
Callan’s POVWhat the actual fuck! That kid kinda looks like us.No, he doesn’t. Not even close, brain. Are you blind? And why is she saying she’s your ex-fiancee?”I know what you’re thinking. It’s not my kid! And I’ve never asked her to marry me! You know that, you’re my brain after all!Ask her then.“Maya! What are you talking about? What ex-fiance? Paige…I never..we never…”“Oh my god. I’m sorry. You should’ve seen the look on your faces!” Maya said in a fit of laughter.I looked at Paige who was looking at the boy and knew we were thinking the same thing.“Mom. You’re crazy. I told you not to do the joke. Forgive her. She’s been waiting for this day to get back at you. I’m Miguel. Maya’s son and your half-brother.”“What?” “What?”Paige and I said at the same time. Our eyes met and her looks softened when she knew I was confused, hurt, and angry all at the same time.“My brother? What is this? What are you doing in my family’s summer house?”Before she could answer, I felt Paig
Paige’s POVManhattan1:45am“Wait! Let me buy one thing before you close up.” A strikingly handsome man wearing a tuxedo with a boutonniere, pushed the door I was just about to close and lock. “Sorry. We’re close. It’s almost 2am, sir.”“Please? I’ll make it worth your while. I’ll buy the most expensive thing there and give you a thousand dollar tip.” “Yeah, right.” “Here. You can swipe the most expensive alcohol you have plus your tip.” He said, handing me a golden master card. His smile was intoxicating and his piercing stare made me blush. I cleared my throat and told myself to get a grip. Gorgeous guys like him are always nothing but trouble and heartaches.“Fine. Okay, come in.” “I’ll take a bottle of your most expensive whiskey.” He said as he sat on one of the bar stools.“Sure thing.” I said, swiping his card, before turning my back from the bar and standing on a stool to reach the Dalmore 50 which I was specifically told to keep on the top shelf at all times unless aske
Paige’s POV The rest of the morning was ordinary. Callan left an hour after sitting on his desk, and reading and signing papers. When he left, Darla and the rest of the staff seemed to relax a bit more and three of the other women came over to Darla and mine’s desks. “Hi. I’m Andrea. This is Macy and Bridget. We’re Darla’s bffs around here.” “Hey. I’m Paige Miller. It’s great to meet all of you.” I smiled back at them. “So…what were the two of you fighting about in there? Did you have a bar-night stand with him only to realize he was going to be your boss?” Andrea asked, smirking and the three of them giggled.“Bar-night stand?” I asked and then freaked out when I realized the meaning of her word play. “What?! NO!” I shouted too loudly that everyone else raised their heads from their desks. “Whoa. I was just kidding, Paige.” “Right. Sorry. I just don’t like people joking about me and might start a crazy rumor.” “But you two were tense in there though. I could tell. I know body
Callan’s POVI turned my phone on and it rang right away. It was my father calling me again. I turned it back off and decided to go walking some more. I took a swag of my bottle but realized it was empty. Where am I anyway? I’ve been walking and bar hopping since I left the wedding hours ago, and now I’m probably lost. I never knew New York looks so different when you’re not being driven by your driver everywhere. I sat on the pavement and sighed. Looking around, I realized it was a quiet street with only one store still open. A BAR!Getting up, I almost lost my balance and realized I was a bit tipsier than I accepted. I crossed the road without even looking and stood outside the bar’s glass door, looking at the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen wiping one of the tables. Really? The most beautiful? We’re drunk, man. We might be adding more points than she deserves. My brain butted in. You always do that, brain. You always butt in and have your own opinion. For as long as I could
Paige’s POV After what Callan told me about how he valiantly helped his ex fiancee, I felt like I knew him as a real person a bit more. He was looking at me with those mesmerizing blue eyes again and it was so hard to resist his charms. The door suddenly opened and a beautiful woman in a lab coat stopped in her tracks, shocked to see us there. “How did the two of you get in here? Her angry voice made Callan jump. He turned around and cleared his throat before speaking in a calm, but bossy way. “She picked the lock. You should’ve seen her. It was impressive.” “Oh, Mr. Holden. I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t realize it was you. Welcome back.” The woman said, her annoyance suddenly turned into a beautiful flirtatious smile. “You had sex with her too?” I meant to whisper at him yet my voice was so loud some passerby heard me through the open door. “Wha-” The woman looked perplexed. “No. Of course not. She’s married for crying out loud. She just meant welcome back to the building because
Callan’s POV “Paige! Come back here!” I shouted but it didn’t stop her from running out of the restaurant. “Fuck!” My cock was still hard and my blood was boiling. No woman had ever rejected me before. I’ll show her. I took my phone out of my pocket to dial whoever was first on the waiting list, but looking at all the names, I changed my mind and ran out after her. Just as I got out of the restaurant, Paige got in a taxi. Jimmy was quick to get the car and I told him to follow them without her noticing. What are you doing, man? We should just fuck Jessica. You know that new receptionist in the hotel? One call from you and she’d come running naked. No. There’s something about Paige Miller. I know for a fact I can’t move on unless I taste her at least once, you know? Your choice, Jefe. I’m just your subconscious after all. I shut my brain off right before he could end his evil laughter. “Where is she going?” I said out loud without realizing it. “Are you talking to me, sir?”
Paige’s POV Callan’s guards held Hank by his arms and he punched one hard, leaving his lips bleeding. The other bodyguard took a swing and hit Hank by the stomach making him angrier. “Stop it. Make them stop, Callan. Please.” I cried and Callan told his bodyguards to stand back. “Please, Hank. Just leave. Don’t wake Gwen up. She’s been through enough today. Please. If you truly love us, just go.” Wincing as I tried to sit up on the bed. “I’m not leaving until you talk to me, Paige.” he came closer to me and I could smell the alcohol on his breath. “Besides, Gwen sleeps through a tornado.” he added more calmly. “Talk about what? How are you even here? Did you escape prison?”“Prison?” Callan butted in, putting Hank’s attention on him again. “Who the fuck is this asshole, Paige?” “Do you want me to throw him out?” Callan asked me calmly. “No. There’s no need for that. Hank will go.” I looked at him and pleaded with my eyes. “I told you I was sorry, Paige. Please.” “And I told