Before I could think of one, Caleb smiled smugly and said, “Debra, if you missed me, you could just come to me. You didn’t have to steal a photo of me.”
Well, it turned out that I didn’t need to think of an excuse. He had already made up one for me.
I couldn’t think of a way to deny his assumption, so I could only cough awkwardly and change the topic. “Caleb, who’s the Little boy in the photo? Is he your son?”
Caleb’s smug smile disappeared in an instant. While carefully observing my expression, he said slowly, “What if I said yes?”
Angela’s Library
I was stunned. My mind turned into chaos.
Caleb had another child? Was that the reason why Elena kept calling this Little boy her brother?
But why did I have that dream? In my dream, that Little boy called me his mother.
“Ha-ha, Lighten up! I’m just joking. He’s not my son.” Caleb’s laughter interrupted my thoughts. “And don’t worry. Even if he was mine, I wouldn’t Let this child get in between us.”
Get in between us? This child wasn’t the problem.
I cast a sidelong glance at him and started the car. After a slight pause, I said icily, “Caleb, are you too drunk to think straight? You’re going to marry Janiya soon. Have you forgotten that all ready?” Caleb fell silent.
It seemed that he couldn’t explain this matter, so he didn’t say anything for a while and simply looked out the window.
Neither of us said anything throughout the entire drive. When we pulled into the hotel, I turned to ask Caleb to leave, only to find that his eyes were closed and his breathing was steady. It seemed that he had fallen asleep.
I reached out to wake him up, but I soon caught a whiff of the smell of alcohol in his breath.
I paused and took the time to look at him. Now that he was asleep, he was no longer cold or indifferent. His sharp features seemed to soften somewhat, rendering him harmless.
It took me a while to come to my senses. I just wanted to savor this moment . When I finally did, I shook my head and snapped, “Wake up, Caleb!”
Caleb didn’t stir. I thought he didn’t hear me, so I reached out and tried to shake him. Unexpectedly, Caleb’s eyes suddenly popped open and he grabbed my hand. He stared at me with a burning passion.
“Caleb, we’re here. Get out—”
Before I could finish my words, he cupped the back of my head.
His face approached mine. The next second, he raised my chin and kissed me. “Hmm.
I tried to free myself, but he held me down tightly. His kiss was passionate and possessive. His tongue tasted Like wine, which he deftly slipped into my mouth.
I kept trying to resist, but he bit my tongue and suckled on it greedily. Then he slowly made his way down until his lips were pressed against my neck. I knew that he wanted to mark me.
But instead of stopping him, the strong sense of pleasure made me want more. I couldn’t help but moan with pleasure.
