False Pretenses

Chapter 27

(A/N): Song for the chapter is Fetish by Selena Gomez.

He came close to me. Really close. I could feel his breath fanning my face. His eyes had this intense, intimidating look as he stared at me. He had light stubble growing and the raw feeling of it as he rested his cheek against me was freaking hot.

His hands rested at the small of my back as we moved together. I could feel where his fingers had sneaked inside my t-shirt and were now lightly touching  my waist. My breath had halted when he had held me and pushed me against him. Our chests collided and he peppered small kisses all the way from the corner of my lips to my ear where he bit my earlobe. I held back a moan. Damn!

Calum was being too much. Too fucking much. But hey, do you see me complaining?

"Wanna get out of here?" He asked.

Honestly, I was too flustered. And honestly, I wanted to kiss him right here, right now. But the thought of both of us alone in a room wasn't half bad either.

"Yes." I said in hushed tones. He smirked.

"I'll be right back." He said and turned around to go to god-knows-where when suddenly he halted in his steps and walked back to me. His whole demeanor had changed. He had a sensual look on his face. He walked to me as if walking to a prey. Without a word he pushed me against the wall and kissed me.

And that was the end of me.

I was caught off guard but recovered quickly. The kiss was so intense that I was having trouble catching up with Calum. What had gotten into him?

Suddenly he broke the kiss, tilted his head to the right and looked at me.

"The things you make me do..." He murmured as he caressed my cheek with the back of his hand. Afterwards, he turned around and I watched him go as he walked over to the bar where was Gus was ordering a drink. He said something to Gustavo who nodded in response and they did a half hug in parting.

"Lets go." Calum said to me as he took my hand in his and led me outside.

The ride all the way to Calum's apartment was short and quiet. Frustrated but charged silence lay heavy between us and his hand on my thigh wasn't helping me out in anyway.

As soon as we left the car, Calum took my hand again and led me to the elevator where he pressed the button for the fourth floor. When the lift doors started closing, he turned to look at me with a roguish smile.

"You." He whispered.

I raised an eyebrow in question.

"You little—"He was cut off by the lift doors suddenly opening.

A lady with dark hair got into the elevator and pressed the button for the second floor. Probably a neighbor. But the way Calum glared at her all the way to the second floor was comical. If only looks could kill...

"Can you believe that?" He said as soon as the lift doors closed again. I chuckled.

"It wasn't funny." He said and came to stand really close to me.

"It was." I said and looked away.

"Look at me." He ordered. I complied.

He placed his hand at the base of my neck, tilted his head and looked at my lips as he said, "The things I wanna do to you, Violet."

"No one's stopping you." I murmured, momentarily taken aback by my own reply. Where was this newfound confidence coming from?

He looked at me then.