Not So Delicate ||18+

Brooklyn ~62~

Two weeks have passed and Zachary and Callan would not leave me alone. They kept tugging me around the condo to spend time with me. I think it might be because of our conversation we had on the balcony.

It was midnight and I was lying between the two, I couldn't sleep. My body was exhausted but my mind was too awake. I wiggle myself out from between them and climb out of bed, stealing Callan's phone and leaving the room. I place my hand on the wall to help guide me down the dark hallway.

My eyes tried to focus in the dark but failed. Finally, I reached the living room which was dimly lit by the moon. I sat on the couch and opened Callan's phone. He had made me put my fingerprint in it just in case. I go to his contacts and scroll through them, finding Atticus.

He has still not returned and it was making me worry. I wanted to check in on him but I didn't want to catch him at the wrong time. I would've called him from my phone but I don't think he would've picked up.

Hovering my thumb over his contact, I sigh softly and close my eyes, letting my head fall back against the couch. Accidentally, my thumb hits the call button, making my eyes snap open. I watch it ring, waiting anxiously. Then he answered.

I lifted the phone to my ear and listened. I heard a car and faint sounds of music. I heard another man's voice also before Atticus spoke.

"Отвали." He growled into the phone. I pout and roll my eyes, huffing. [Piss off]

"Hello to you too, βλάκας." I huff, lying on the couch more comfortably. I hear a brief pause then an exhale. [Moron]

"Why are you up, princess?" He sighs, his previously agitated tone dropping to a softer one. I smile softly at the new nickname. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm better. I can walk and run now. Callan and Zachary keep dragging me out of bed to go for morning jogs." I grumble, rolling my eyes. I hear him chuckle softly, the sound ricocheting through my ribs.

"Sounds like you have your work cut out for you." He says softly, making me smile. "What's going on in that little head of yours?" He asks after I stay quiet for a few beats.

"When are you coming back..?" I ask softly, hearing dead silence on the other end. I nearly deflate into myself at the silence. "I'm sorry... I really am. I know what I did was shitty and I regret it with every bone in me."

"Baby-"

"No, there's nothing you can say to make me not feel guilty about this. I ran you away because of my stupidity. I should've known you didn't know about Alek, if you did I'm sure you would've told me about him." I continue to rant.

"My girl-"

"I miss you... I just want you to come back home. Be angry at me, yell at me, ignore me, do whatever. Just come-"

"Interrupt me again and I'll spank your ass raw." I shut up quickly, biting my fingertips to keep myself from smiling. "That's what I thought. Now, what kind of ice cream do you like?"

"Pardon?" I ask confused, hearing a faint ding of a bell in the background. "Uhm, chocolate I guess. Why?"

"You should know better than to question me, baby." He chuckles. "I'm coming home as soon as possible, baby girl. And when I do we're gonna talk, okay? Stop overthinking it. You're still mine."

I gnawed at my lip, smiling to myself. I heard muffled voices before Atticus spoke up again.

"Why are you on Cal's phone?"

"Because you wouldn't have picked it up if it was mine..."

"Who do you take me for, baby? I'd pick up in a heartbeat. And I wouldn't have cursed you out like I did." He huffed, I could nearly hear his eye-roll through the phone. I loved how he was a lot more expressive with me.

I remember when we first met, he was quiet and stoic. Now this bastard can't shut up around me. And I craved that as if it was the oxygen in my lungs when I'm short of breath.

"You talk too much." I grumble playfully, making him laugh. I hear him stop laughing and clear his throat, whispering a quiet 'Say anything and you're dead' to someone in the background. I smile.

"I should get to bed before the other two realize I'm gone and come hunting me down." I whisper into the phone, holding back a yawn. I rub my hand over my face and sit up. "I love you..."

"Fuck me. Say that again." I hear him groan, making me grin.

"I love you."

"Again."

"You're crazy." I laugh. "I love you."

"Say it in Greek." He murmurs.

"Nasty man." I laugh, knowing he loved it when I spoke Greek. "Σε αγαπώ." [I love you]

"Я тебя люблю." He whispers softly, his voice filled with nothing but warmth. I nearly screamed. "I love you so much, baby girl. Goodnight." [I love you.]

I smile and whisper a goodnight before hanging up. I squeal into one of the couch pillows, my heart on the verge of exploding.

"I'm jealous now." Callan's voice came out of the darkness, his tone playful. I sit up quickly and look around for him, seeing his silhouette leaning against a wall. I hadn't even known he was there.

"Awh, does little Callan want me to tell him I love him too?" I tease, standing from the couch and walking towards him. He pushes himself off of the wall and nearly tackles me, making me squeal.

"You're driving me nuts. But yes. Tell me you love me. I haven't heard it yet." He says needily, my heart couldn't take much of this anymore. I smile and lean up, brushing my lips over his teasingly.

"Or I can leave you waiting..."

"Or I can bend you over and spank you tell you're screaming it."

"Oh."

"Mhm."

I stay quiet for a second, weighing my options.

"Can we go to the beach in the morning?" I quirk my eyebrow, making him smirk. He nods, making me smile. "I love you."

"I fucking love and adore you." He groans, burying his face into my neck. I grin at his attempt to one-up me.

"Is that why you let me win that bet?" I whisper with a grin, feeling him tense before slowly moving his face from my neck to look at me. His eyes narrowed.

"How do you know that?" He grumbled, bitter that he was caught. I smile and put my hands on his face, pulling him closer. I run my fingers through his longish hair, making him close his eyes and rest his forehead on mine.

"Because I knew you wouldn't have taken the loss that easily if you didn't have rigged it. You may have your degree in Psychology but you suck at lying." I smile, planting my lips on his. He groans and picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and kissing me deeply. I melt into him, granting his curious tongue entrance to my mouth.

I feel him press my back to a wall, making me grin into the kiss.

"And I'm still waiting on what I have to do for you..." He whispers against my lips. I smile and pull away, looking into his eyes.

I had put a lot of thought into what I would have him do... and I had just the right idea.

"Let me tie you up."

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Ugh I'm going to kiss each and every one of you. Thank you so much for freaking 315K reads!! I love y'all so much. And yes, smut is coming soon. *Wink wink* 

And P.S don't worry about any pregnancies happening. That's not till the end of the book!

Who do you want the first baby's daddy to be?

Atticus.

Callan.

Zachary.

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