The Wolf Who Saved Me

Chapter 4 Mira

The car ride was silent, neither one of us wishing to speak. But Callahan's hand was still in mine. His thumb making circles on my hand, sending electricity shooting up through my arm and through out my entire body. For some odd reason I felt safe with Callahan Darcy. Even though I just met him formally, and now I was going home with him. We reached the underground parking garage that would lead us to his apartment. Which was in one of those massive high rises that had been built over the last few years. When Jason pulled up to a set of double doors, Mateo got out and walked around. He opened my door, and offered me his hand. Wow! I had never had someone do that for me. Not even Tony. I took it and got out of the car. He shut the door and led me to the doors. The man driving the car gave Callahan a nod and left to park the car. We got into the elevator.

"Which floor do you live on," I asked. He hit a small square button, which led him to put a key code in. He punched the code in.

"Penthouse, my dad's company built this highrise. Most single men who work for my dad live here," he said. I looked at him curiously. I had never heard of that before.

"My dad likes to give single men an opportunity to save money on rent, and focus on their careers or college. Most go to work for him if they finish college," he said.

"That is very generous of your dad," I replied. Callahan just shrugged his shoulders, as if this was something that had been happening for years. Once the elevator doors closed, I felt something change in the atmosphere. Electricity charged the air around us. I heard a low growl come from my right, and suddenly Callahan had me pinned against the far wall of the elevator. His body pressed into mine. I looked up to meet his eyes and gasped. His once brown eyes had almost completely turned gold. Almost like the eyes of the wolf that had saved me ten years ago. I felt my mouth go dry, and my body heated up. I felt like I could combust right here, right now. I want him to rip my dress off and fuck me right here in the elevator.

"I meant what I said earlier, you are incredibly sexy in that dress. I want to peel it off right now," he whispered. His hands caressing my waist. Making my mind go wild.

"Thank you, you are pretty hot yourself," I whispered, grabbing a fist full of his shirt. Looking up at him through hooded eyes. If a man had this effect on me, most times I kept them at arm's length, not tryin to lead them on. Before he could close the distance between our lips the elevator dinged, and the doors opened. He sighed pulling away, causing me to let out a small whimper. Where the hell did that come from? He took my hand and led me inside. I felt my mouth drop. This place was huge compared to our small two bedroom brownstone. It was completely open, and beautiful. Something I had dreamed of living in when I was a little girl.

The living room, kitchen, and dining room were all in one space. With no walls separating them. It was sleek and modern, There was a massive stone fireplace with a huge flat screen tv mounted above it. There was a sleek black leather sectional with a glass coffee table in front of the fireplace. There was a high top dining room table behind that. The kitchen was across from it. With black granite tops and black stainless steel appliances. It was really beautiful.

"Nice place," I whispered. Shrugging out of my jacket, and slipping off my heels. My feet are already hurting from the night of dancing. I loved heels, but they were always so painful.

"Thanks, I guess it is the perks of being the boss' son. Get the coolest place," he replied with a shurg. I walked over to the four floor to ceiling windows that overlooked Boston. I could make out the Bunker Hill Monument in the distance. I remembered going there as  kid, both my mom and dad loved history, and we happened to live near one of the oldest cities in America.

"Must get lonely up here, like a prince in his tower," I said. I turned and found him much closer than I thought. Wasn't he just by the elevator? How could he move that quickly? That wasn't at all human. Something about Callahan Darcy seemed almost inhuman.