Stripping Callum (Last Hangman MC Book 6)(46)

While it’s a nice confidence boost, I have eyes only for my Callum. Not that he’s really mine, but he’s still my Callum.

When the song comes to an end, I pick up the money and rush backstage to get dressed. I’m sure Lawrence will understand that I want to skip my lap dance for tonight. I gather my stuff and rush out, but Callum isn’t where he was sitting. Actually, he’s not there at all. I stop mid-step and sigh. Did I just imagine him being there? Am I missing him that much that I saw him at the bar and smile at me?

Feeling defeated, I walk toward Lawrence’s office to let him know that I’m going home, that I don’t feel good, but someone stops me in my tracks just as I was about to knock on the door. Hands cover my eyes and that deep sensual voice whispers ‘guess who?’ in my ear.

A jolt of electricity courses through my body at the contact of his lips with my ear and his voice. I f*cking missed him.

Turning in his arms I jump in them and wrap myself tightly around him. He chuckles and holds me close.

“I missed you, too.” He kisses me softly.

“I thought I was going crazy! I knew I saw you then you disappeared.”

“I had to take a leak.” He chuckles.

“Did you at least wash your hands?” I frown.

“Yes, don’t worry.” He kisses me deeper this time, backing me against the wall. I’ve never known Callum to show any PDA so this is a very welcomed first. “How about we get out of here?”

“I approve of that idea.” I smile, and we walk out. I quickly tell Carlos that I’m going, and he shoos me off laughing that I got my smile back. “Can we stop by my place? I want to drop this bag off and get my stuff for tomorrow?”

“Of course.” He kisses my lips over and over, making me laugh.

“Someone really missed me.”

“I did.” For some reason, him confirming that he really missed me and showing the world that we’re together does funny things to me. Maybe it’s time I tell him the truth about what happened to me and what I’m hiding. I know he’s bound to figure it out sooner than later, especially now that Ryan knows. And if we want to build something serious, I have to come clean with him.

“I’m glad you did, and I did, too.” I kiss him before he places the helmet on my head and helps me on the back of his bike.

The drive to mine and Gail’s place sadly isn’t long enough for me to enjoy the ride.

“Want me to come up with you?” he asks as he parks in front of the building.

“Sure, I’m just realizing that you’ve never been in.” I chuckle.

“I’m starting to wonder if you’re hiding another man in your life.” He kisses my head and chuckles as we walk in the building.

“You’re more than enough to handle, I don’t need another man.” Not really, I have a tiny man in my life, but I can’t bring myself to tell him just yet. Maybe if he sees Elijah he won’t be so upset. I don’t know my reasoning behind that but in my head, it’s better if he sees him than if I just tell him I have a son. It also could be the worst idea of my life knowing Callum and his short temper.

“Are you trying to say that I’m a pain?” he sounds offended, and I laugh. Callum joking around is something I haven’t seen much, but I’ve missed it a lot.

“Yes! I didn’t know how to tell you, but you’ve said it.” I shrug, and he pinches my ass. “Hey! No pinching!”

“It’s mine, I can do as I please with it,” he murmurs seductively in my ear.

“You can f*ck right off with that kind of thinking. This is all mine. You can borrow it at times, but I remain the sole owner of all that.” I move my hands around my body. Callum remains silent, but he has a massive smile plastered on his face. I don’t know what he’s thinking of my outburst, but I’m guessing it can’t be that bad.

As we round the corner to the apartment, something is off. The door is ajar. I rush to the door, but Callum moves me back.

“Do not go in there until I tell you to come in,” he says in a serious voice, and I nod. I’m not about to mess with him right now that he’s gone into protective mode. I’m scared shitless of what he’s going to find inside. I’m not sure if I should be relieved or terrified that he just drew out his gun and walked into the apartment.

A part of me wants to walk in behind him and see the extent of the damages and if Gail and Elijah are okay, and the other part is terrified of what’s in there. The terrified part wins and I slide down the wall, hugging my knees to my chest.

With the lack of notes, I thought that things had died down and that it was just someone pulling a prank on me or as Callum said, some rival MC trying to mess with women. From what Ryan had told me, they had stopped the other MC so there wouldn’t be any danger from them. That’s around when the notes stopped, too.

“It’s clear,” Callum says kneeling next to me.

“Clear?” I look up at him.

“Yeah, there’s no one inside. The place is trashed.” He sighs and helps me up.

“Fuck.” If the place is clear that means that Gail and Elijah are missing. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” I exclaim as I walk through the apartment.

“What’s wrong? All of this can be fixed or replaced.”