Chapter 25 - Jagger Bolton

Jagger POV

I can’t believe we have been stuck in this house for the past three days. I am not even letting her go out for air. I can’t get enough of Calliope, and getting to know her is becoming my addiction. “My turn,” she says as she holds on to her wine glass and smiles. We are both sitting on the couch and Calliope has her legs resting on my lap as I cover them with a blanket while we drink red wine and listen to the rain outside.

The fireplace is on creating a warm and cozy environment for our get-to-know-twenty-question game. “Do you know how to ride a bike?” Calliope asks, and I can’t help but chuckle. I nod, and she smiles. “I don’t,” she says, and my eyes widen as she shrugs her shoulders.

I open my mouth, but Calliope shakes her head and asks another question: “How old were you when you had your first crush?” I frown, trying to remember my first crush. Remembering Miss Miles brings a smile to my face.

“Around ten, she was my teacher,” I say, and Calliope smiles. She was ve