“Settle for a minute, little one,” he ordered distractedly.
“Get… off… me!” she snapped and his eyes sliced to hers.
“Settle,” he commanded, his voice a sharp, regal crack.
She settled because, apparently, King Not to Be Denied Due to Royal Birth Callum was lying between her legs.
He put his phone to his ear and said, “Callum.”
Since she was close, she could hear the entire conversation.
“Cal, brother, you need to come down the mountain.”
It was Calder.
“For f**k’s sake, why?” Callum clipped.
“You remember what we talked about yesterday?” Calder enquired.
“Yes,” Callum answered tersely.
“Well, we flipped that brother. He’s talking. Talking a lot. This territory is infested. It’s far more dicked up than we imagined. Mona’s… hell, I don’t know what Mona’s been doing but whatever the f**k it is, it’s not her job. Someone has to deal with her and we need to start making moves or this shit is going to start traveling,” Calder answered.
“How bad is it?” Callum asked.
“The scale doesn’t go up to this bad,” Calder replied and Sonia watched Callum close his eyes even as she saw his face set hard before he opened them when Calder kept speaking. “Pack up your mate and bring her ass down the mountain. I’m sure you’ll find time to do her here. We got more important shit to see to.”
Callum’s eyes came to her but she stared at his shoulder angrily at the same time pretending she wasn’t hearing a thing.
“The deed’s done,” Callum announced and it took everything Sonia had not to react to his words.
Good goodness.
Now she was a “deed” to be “done”.
Well, he’d done it all right.
“Hallelujah,” Calder hooted. “I knew it wouldn’t take you long,” he noted with deep respect before finishing, “Now, let’s get to work.”
“We’ll be down by early afternoon,” Callum returned.
“We’ll have everything ready,” Calder replied. “Later.”
Sonia watched as Callum flipped his phone shut and his eyes went to her.
“I’m sorry, honey, we’ve got to cut this short and get back to the real world,” he told her and, she had to give it to him, he sounded disappointed.
But she couldn’t help but think how convenient all this was.
Callum (and his brothers) making it clear (several times) that his time in the cabin with her was something he considered a frustrating annoyance. In fact he, himself, referred to it as a “farce”.
Callum and his brother’s talk about whatever-it-was yesterday.
This morning, Callum wasted no time in seducing her, claiming her and then his brother called to say it was imperative he get back down the mountain.
Royal duty sorted, time to wage war.
“Sonia?” he called and she focused on his handsome face. “We don’t have a lot of time. We need to shower and go.”