Callie POV
“Calliope, please,” he says, and I take a deep breath, looking around and finding a small cafe with an outside sitting area. I point at the location, and Jagger lets out an exasperated breath as he follows me. I walk in front of him, taking control of the situation. I need this conversation done. Nothing he can say to me will make things return to how they were.
As we reach the little cafe, Jagger pulls a chair for me, and I raise an unimpressed brow at him, and he keeps his eyes on me. “Don’t look at me like that, Calliope. You might hate me right now, but I am still a gentleman,” he says, and I shake my head slightly, sitting. Jagger walks around the metal table and sits in front of me. His eyes scan my face, probably trying to find clues about how I will behave today.
“Calliope, I want to apologize,” Jagger say
Calliope POVJagger stands up, pulling me up with him. I can’t help but giggle as the cable car moves with our movement, and Jagger sits. Jagger places me on his lap, straddling him. His eyes locked on mine as he smiles. “You are fucking perfect Calliope,” he says. His voice lower and deeper than normal. Jagger leans closer to me, ending the distance between us as his lips meet mine and his hands keep me in place.His fingers dig into my hips as I feel his cock growing under me, and I adjust myself letting out a small moan as his erection presses against my aching pussy. I miss him so much, and it seems like my body also misses him.A loud noise makes me pull away from Jagger as we both pant while I rub myself on him, and the cable car starts moving. “Don’t ever walk away from me, I don’t know if I will be able to handle it,&rdquo
Jagger POVCalliope’s phone starts ringing just as I close the hotel room door, and her eyes widen as she looks around and opens her purse, retrieving the phone. “Shit,” she curses under her breath, and I frown, watching her run to the balcony and open the door allowing the outside noise to enter the room. “Mama,” she says, and I watch her entire body stiffen as she listens to whatever her mother is saying on the other side. “I lost track of time; I will meet you there; I am on my way,” she says, and when her eyes meet mine as she looks at me over her shoulder, I feel like I have been stabbed right in the heart. The way her eyes stare at me, the sorrow and desire mixed, makes me want to wrap my arms around her and never let her go. “I promise I won’t be long,” she says before she ends the call and shoves her phone into her back pocket. “I have to go; I am going for dinner at my grandmother’s house,” Calliope says, and I nod slightly.“I’ll take you there,” I say, and she shakes her
TRIGGER WARNING - Death of an infant, blood.Jagger POV“You are an asshole,” Bella tells me as she slams the door closed, and I rest my forehead against the bathroom door. I shake my head slightly as I take a deep breath. She might be right. I might be an asshole, but I fucking hate the fact she is going out clubbing when we have such a little baby. She could respect our family a little bit more. “Bella, come on, open the door,” I say, but she stays silent on the other side. I was awake all night with Julien. He was crying all night. Bella decided to stop breastfeeding around two weeks ago, and he is refusing his bottles now. He only wants his mommy, and I can’t really blame him for that. I hear Julien crying in his room and walk there, picking him up into my arms. “It’s okay, Daddy is here,” I whisper as I rock him in my arms, and he settles a little. The noises he makes melt my heart. Julien quickly goes back to sleep, and I walk back to the bathroom to find Bella standing by the
Callie POVJagger hasn’t answered his phone since yesterday, and something in me tells me he is not okay. He would never not answer his phone or reply to my texts. Something must’ve happened. I grab the coffee from the counter and empty it in one go. It’s a good thing it’s not hot anymore. I hold my purse, and as I open the door, my mom appears behind me. “So early?” She asks, looking at her watch, and I offer her a small smile and nod. “Yeah, I have a lot to do today, a lot to see,” I say, kissing her on the cheek before I leave. Jagger’s hotel is not far from where I am staying, so I decided to walk there. Waiting for a bus would probably take me longer than walking, and I was right. No buses passed me as I walked to his hotel. I enter the lobby, look both ways, as no one is paying attention, and run to the elevator. I press the button several times, and when I am inside and the doors close, I take a deep breath, feeling relief. When I reach his floor, I walk straight to his room
Callie POVI stand in the middle of the room breathless as I remove my underwear and look around, trying to figure out what to do next. Why am I so nervous? It’s not like it’s the first time I am going to have sex with Jagger. He’s seen me naked. I hear the door closing, and I stiffen, rushing to the bed, lying in the middle, and pulling the blankets over my body. The door opens, and I watch as Jagger stands still, watching me. A slight grin appears on his face as he removes the towel from his body, and his cock springs up, and I gasp, licking my lips. He is hard and so big. I’ve heard a lot of women saying that men’s bodies are not pretty, but I can’t agree with them. I think the male’s body is the best thing God has ever created, especially Jagger’s. His entire body is beautiful, as if it was carved in stone; he is perfect. Not one hair is out of line, his muscles bulge, and the veins pop when he moves. I don’t know why Jagger chose me, but I am very grateful he did, because now,
Callie POV“Where do you want to go for dinner?” Jagger asks, and I bite my lower lip, avoiding his gaze. I keep my eyes on my hands as I fiddle with the ring I have on my right hand. “Calliope?” Jagger says, and I let out a breath and meet his eyes. I can see the doubt in them. “I need to go home. My mom is waiting for me,” I whisper. Jagger shakes his head, pulling away from me and getting out of bed. We have spent all day in bed after I found him unconscious in bed. I sit up on the bed, pulling the blankets with me. I watch as Jagger grabs his boxer shorts from a bag on the chair. I frown as he starts getting dressed. “Jagger,” I said, and he turned around after pulling his pants up. He crosses his arms in front of his chest, and I watch his muscles move with the movement of his body. “I thought you were here to stay,” Jagger tells me, and I shake my head slightly. Is he for real right now? Does he really think I would drop everything and come running for him? I probably would i
Jagger POVLooking at my phone, I scrunch my nose and shake my head. She can’t fucking spend time with me, but she can go out with her cousin? I call bullshit. I pace around the room as I open the message one more time. “Where are you going? I’ll meet you there,” I type. I walk to the mini bar, grab a small bottle of whiskey, and empty it with one sip. I throw the bottle into the trash can and grab another one when my phone dings with another message. “I think we are going somewhere called Galerias Paris, but I don’t know where that is or what it is,” Calliope messages back, and I smile. I know exactly where she is going. It’s not my first time in Portugal, and I know about the nightlife. “I’ll meet you there; keep your phone with you,” I message back as I grab my jacket from the back of the chair and walk out of the room, stopping in the reception area right after.“Mr. Bolton, what can I do for you?” The young receptionist says, offering me a wide smile. “I need a car to take me
Callie POV“I need a drink,” I let out. My throat is dry, and my mouth feels like I have sand inside. I am not a drinker, but I can tell you the alcohol here is stronger. They don’t use measurements, and that is amazing. Free pouring should be a thing everywhere in the world. “I’ll go get a round for everyone,” Jagger says as I nod. I turn around, face Carina, and smile as she opens her arms and starts spinning. I copy my cousin as we laugh while Ben follows Jagger to the bar. I know Jagger is not comfortable here. This is not his environment at all. It isn’t mine if I am being honest. But I am having fun. I feel a set of hands land on my hips, and I turn around, smiling. “Hey,” I say as I look at my other cousin, Carlos. Carlos is Carina’s twin, but he was working and decided to meet us here. “Sis,” Carlos says, but as soon as she smiles, I feel Carlos being pulled away from me, and Jagger is slamming his fist against Carlos’s nose. “Jagger, stop,” I shout over the music, but he s