Finding 4

Chapter 46

Callum

I walk into my dad's old bedroom, placing Marley's bag down by the door. Dellie took out all of all the decorations, but left the furniture, so now it just looks like a room you'd see in an old folks home or something.

"I didn't know what you wanted, so I left the decorating to you." Dellie tells Marley.

She looks around the room, "It's nice. Thank you, Edel."

Dellie smiles softly "Oh it's no problem. I like to have company."

Marley mirrors her smile, and Dellie sighs. "Well I should go check on the boys. I'll leave it to you two."

We both nod and she gives me a look "Don't even think about trying anything."

I laugh "I wasn't going to."

"Yeah well if you're anything like your father or your uncles, then this door better be open."

Marley snickers to herself, unzipping one of her bags.

"You got it." I nod to avoid another sex talk.

She nods and leaves the room, leaving the door open behind her. I sift over to the bed, sitting down on the edge and studying Marley's face.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

She seems to be thinking for a moment before nodding. "I will be."

My eyes stay on her face, and she move around the room as she unpacks. Eventually she gets to a bag full of random things, and she starts to hand them to me.

"Can you put these in the nightstand?" She gestures to the locker next to the bed.

I take the bag, and pull open a drawer. My eyes land on about five square shaped black wrappers strewn out in the bottom of it.

In my dad's old bedroom.

In his old locker.

I groan, feeling disgusted and trying to shove the thought out of my mind.

"What?" Marley asks as I sit down on the bed, holding my head. When she sees the condoms, she starts laughing.

"It's not funny." I lay back, my legs dangling off of the edge of the mattress.

"What?" She asks teasingly as she stands in between my legs, and presses her body down on top of mine. "It's just condoms. In your dad's bedroom...where your mom used to spend a lot of time."

"Marley!" I groan, putting my hands over my face.

She continues to laugh, and keeps on talking. "Oh and these are large, daddy's packing."

"I swear if you don't shut up."

"Why? You don't like the fact that your parents are in love...so in love that he has all these condoms...and used them in this bed-"

I clamp my hand over her mouth "That's not funny."

She laughs against my hand, dropping her head on my chest. "It is."

"No." I sit up, pushing her to a standing position in between my legs. Instinctively, my hands drop to the back of her thighs. "It's not."

"Lighten up." She leans down and kisses me.

I kiss her back, feeling overwhelmed with the amount of love I have for her. I dont understand it. How does she just come in here and swoop me off of my feet?