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(7) Callum

What is she doing here?

What is Zach playing at?

"H-hey," she waves slightly and I can't help but glare at her presence in my safe space. 

"Hello, Carlie," Elijah purrs, her name rolling off his tongue way too smoothly. 

This... she is dangerous. 

"She thought you were hurting each other," Zach addresses us, amusement heavy in his voice. I watch as her cheeks flush in embarrassment. 

"No, killer, not unless we wanted to," Elijah winks at her. I clench my fists at my side and tense my jaw, wishing I had stuck to my word and not come to the gym with my brothers. 

"I see," she answers slowly, as if thinking it through. 

Elijah steps out of the ring and walks towards where Carlie and Zach are stood, leaving me to stand alone. 

I grab my towel from the edge and wipe my sweaty forehead before slinging it around my neck and stepping out of the ring myself. 

I grab my water bottle and squirt it into my mouth, the cold water soothing my burning skin from the workout. 

Some of it runs down my chest, trickling to my abs. I see Carlie bite her bottom lip subtly as she looks at me from the corner of her eye. 

My eyes drift to her body and I can't help but notice her slim figure, her defined muscles on show. Her blue eyes stare up at Elijah and Zach as they shamelessly charm her like our professional relationship with her means nothing.

I know she's waiting for me to talk to her, too. 

Gathering the rest of my stuff, I storm towards them, ignoring Carlie as her eyes flicker to me nervously. 

She opens her mouth to say something as my brothers turn to look at me but I don't give her the chance, walking straight past her and out of the door without a word. 

I walk out of the gym and unlock my car, setting off immediately back to the office. 

I need to blow off some steam and working always helps me calm myself. 

As soon as I step into my office, I slam the door shut and throw my gym bag onto the sofa. I pick up a file on my desk and delve into it, distracting myself with figures until my head is swimming. 

My eyes start to become heavy as I finish reading a report one of the managers completed as a part of their quarterly checks. 

Placing it down on my desk again, I stand up and check my phone to see it's almost 2am. I grab my coffee mug from my desk and make my way through the silent, dim lit hallway towards the kitchen. 

As I wait for the coffee to brew, I check my phone notifications after ignoring the constant messages that I've been ignoring since I left the gym. I lean against the cabinets, bracing myself for the idiotic chain of comments. 

Instant regret fills my body as soon as I open the group chat with my brothers. 

Zack-ass: I can't stay away from her. 

Zack-ass: I won't do it. 

E-lie: You have no self-control, Zack. 

Zack-ass: Nope

Zack-ass: If self-control keeps me away from Carlie, then I don't want it. 

E-lie: Cal, help me out here. 

Zack-ass: He's probably two busy fucking his hand after seeing her in her workout outfit. 

E-lie: She did look insatiable in those grey shorts. 

Zack-ass: I thought of about five different ways I could destroy them so no one else would ever see them in them. 

E-Lie: Which method was the winner?

Zack-ass: Arson

Zack-ass: I would put explosives on a pile of all the clothes that show off her body like that then make her watch it burn as I fuck her. 

E-Lie: ...

E:Lie: You need therapy. 

I shake my head, putting my phone back in my pocket. 

My brothers are such fucking idiots. 

This girl is going to come between us and they're just letting it happen. 

Well, I'm not going to. 

I pour the now-brewed coffee into my mug and walk back to my office. As I pull out a notepad, I start to search around for other litigation lawyers that we could employ. 

Preferably male so this doesn't happen again. 

Although it will probably be near-damn-impossible to pry my brothers away from Carlie, I'm at least going to try. 

I spend about an hour searching for a new solicitor until I have a list of five or six alternatives. 

Satisfied with my work, I pack up my things and head home.

I jump straight into the shower as soon as I reach my room, letting the warm water soothe me into relaxation. 

I begin to grow hard at the thought of seeing Carlie earlier. 

The way her sexy curves her illustrated by the grey shorts she was wearing. The matching sports bra pushed her tits up to a delicious angle, too. 

I begin to stroke my cock just thinking about her body. 

And the way she looks at me with her bright blue eyes, makes me want to whisper dirty talk in her ear as I fuck her from behind, ragging back her blonde ponytail until she is screaming out my name. I pump my shaft faster as I tense my jaw.

I hate that she has this effect on me. 

My dick begins to pulse in my hand as I imagine the scenarios of having her tied up and completely at my mercy. I work myself, nearing the explosive edge until white ribbons of my cum covers the shower wall in front of me. 

Catching my breath, I scowl as I clean away the mess with the shower head. 

Ashamed of myself, I step out and dry myself in a towel before climbing into bed. 

As I turn off the light, I come to a revelation. 

I need this girl out of my life. 

Out of our lives. 

Slay. 

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