Chapter 9 

Paige’s POV

It was already midnight and Callan had just finished giving me all the details about his family and life. I still couldn’t believe he was serious about not fucking me after such a foreplay and I kept mentally scolding myself that Callan was right about stopping things.

“So, you got all that, right?”

“Yeah. If I’m ever to marry you, I have to watch out for your evil witch mother, your backstabbing aunts Ava, Sheila and Kate, your uncle Gregory, the maniac, avoid letting your snob father get to me, watch whatever I have to sign, watch what I do and say in public, and never let take any food or drink from any of your cousins if I don’t want to get drugged.”

“Damn you’re smart.”

“I’m horny. That’s what I am. Now, good night. I’m going to bed. See you in the morning.”

“Night. I’m just as horny as you, you know. I’m dying inside. I’m physically hurting. But I have to respect you.”

I laughed as I closed the door without looking back at him. Gwen looked so peaceful as she