Callie And Brandon Novels & Stories

The next day, Brandon and Poppy went to the city hall to get married. Poppy leaned her head against Brandon’s chest and said sweetly, “That’s great! Brandon, we’ll be a legal couple! We’ll be together forever, right?” “Of course.” Brandon was expressionless. However, he still felt a little troubled. A name kept appearing in his head. He then heard a familiar voice. “Happy marriage to you!” “Thank you!” When Brandon heard that, he immediately turned around and stared intently at that familiar figure.

"I'll pay you if the most important mission after this is successful. Just make sure Brandon and Belinda don't find out what really happened to their parents." ***** Two weeks later… For the past two weeks, nothing strange had happened to their relationship again. This made Brandon feel strange, as Celine's last message seemed to warn him of a major disaster. However, there were no signs that anyone wanted to harm him or his wife again. Was Celine just playing with him to anger him? Brandon didn't want to focus on the negative just yet, as he had promised his mother that they would visit the cemetery and go on vacation together. He had been meticulously preparing for the past two weeks, and

Caleb walked to the side with a frown on his face as his father walked and sat beside Bea. “I need an intimate yet elegant couple. We’re endorsing brands for the upper-class and our target population was couples.” Bea nodded from Margaret’s instruction. She saw Callum leaning on the couch and wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled her a little closer to him so she decided to lean on him as she sat sideward. She rested her head on Callum’s shoulder then she put her hands on Callum’s arms as if she was holding him. She crossed her legs and made herself comfortable in her position before she smiled.

"Robin, meet Hailey, my best friend, and Brandon, my husband. Hailey, Brandon, Robin and I practically grew up together. I haven't seen him since I left Cranes Island almost five years ago." Although Hailey's sunny disposition smoothens the introduction process, I can still see the sarcasm evident in all of Brandon's actions. After Robin and I exchange contacts, Brandon insists on going to see the movie with us. As expected, he and Hailey continue to make sly comments at each other. I would ordinarily be up for a fight, but right now, I just want to go home. Trust Brandon to ruin our MJ experience. By the time we get home that evening, the chairwoman is already back from another of her chari

Her line went quiet as I heard her and dad whispering to each other “Honey, you're going to have to call Brandon.” Chad got out of the car along with Kale. “He’s in a meeting mom. That's why I blocked him out this morning, so he’d focus on the meeting. What’s going on?” “Honey, try to remember what they taught you in school.” I racked my brain.

"Not really." Indianna took Brooke's hand. "Neither do I." "B-Brooke!" Brooke tensed when Brandon walked up to her, his eyes wide. Raiden, Tai's brother was by his side. "God, Brooke, what happened!" Brooke took a step back from Brandon. "He happened," was all Brooke said before turning round and walking away, pulling Indianna with her. They met everyone else at Kal's locker. Indianna smiled slightly when she saw Kal and Kimberly hand in hand.

After sitting with Sherlie for a quiet bit, they woke Beth up, helped her into the car and off they were. Entering her room at Byron and Jasmine’s, she had just sat down and was rubbing Lola when the big tv started beeping. Brandon was requesting a video call. Excitedly waddling to the small stool, she picked up the remote and accepted the call. His brilliant, greeting smile had her chuckling. As she took off her clothes, she reiterated her day to him and slipped into enthusiastic Italian when she described Malachi’s cute, tiny fingers, and Brandon listened with rapt attention. His smile brightened as she took of her shirt, and his eyes rested on her stomach.

“That’s what’s scaring me.” Jamie didn’t argue. He didn’t reassure him further and that alone said enough. It was the holidays. Mr. Callahan was rarely around during this time of year. He either worked remotely or had already started traveling with his family. On normal days, he barely set foot on the construction site. For him to be here now, meant something had gone catastrophically wrong. I’m cooked, Brandon thought. He stepped into the hallway and gently shut his office door behind him. The walk to Mr. Callahan’s office felt longer than it ever had. Each step echoed, heavy and final. His phone buzzed in his pocket.

Caleb dropped against Brandon’s chest, both of them drenched, hearts racing. For a long moment, there was only silence. Brandon’s fingers slid gently through Caleb’s damp hair. His voice was barely audible. “Even if I’m just a stand-in, I’d do it again.” Caleb shut his eyes tight, throat burning. He didn’t answer. The phone buzzed on the desk, cutting through the quiet. Once. Twice. A third time. Caleb ignored it, his face buried in Brandon’s skin. But when the screen lit up, Brandon caught the name glowing against the dark. His body stiffened beneath Caleb’s weight.