Savage (The Callie Leveaux Series Book 2) Read Free Page B

thumb over her mouth.
    “I love you,” I whisper, giving her another soft, chaste kiss.
    “I love you too, Tommy,” she says softly as she rests her palm on my jaw and pulls her lower lips in between her teeth.
    “Put your seatbelt on, baby,” I tell her, turning the key in the ignition and listening as my Audi comes to life.
    As I come out of the parking lot, I turn in the opposite direction of the diner and head back towards our apartment.
    “What are you doing?”
    “I’m taking you home,” I tell her, reaching for her hand across the console.
    “Why? We’re already here.”
    “I’m not ever going to make you do anything you don’t want to do, Cal,” I tell her as I pull up to the red light.
    “So because I’m an anxious person, you aren’t going to see your brother? That’s stupid!”
    “You’re right, that is stupid,” I laugh. “I’m gonna take you home, run back up here and talk to him for a few minutes. I’ll order us some dinner and bring it home.”
    I can feel her gaping at me from her spot in the passenger seat as I get on the interstate.
    “Are you serious?”
    “Yeah,” I tell her, speeding toward our exit. “I’ll only be an hour or so. He’s gotta work in the morning so he’ll keep it short and sweet.”
    “Tommy, go to the diner!”
    “I am,” I tell her, squeezing her hand and shooting her a wink. “Right after I take you home.”
    As I pull into our complex only minutes later, she’s still giving me shit as I open her door for her and pull her to her feet.
    “Tommy, why aren’t you listening to me?” she huffs, actually stamping her foot. “I’m not walking upstairs. This is ridiculous.”
    Letting out a low sigh, I shake my head and hold her eyes.
    “Fine,” I tell her. I can see by the smug look on her face that she thinks she’s won, but as I lift her over my shoulder, her reaction is priceless.
    “Are you fucking kidding me, Tommy?” she shrieks. “You’re such a liar! You said you wouldn’t make me do anything I didn’t want to do!”
    “I won’t,” I laugh. “But I’m not gonna leave your stubborn little ass standing in the parking lot. I know you’d rather do this than hang out with Richie, so I’m picking the lesser of two evils.”
    Taking the steps to our apartment, I make my way to our door on the second floor with her still slung over my shoulder. Callie’s hands are buried into the back of my jeans, her hands gripping my ass as she tries in vain to de-pants me, when our neighbor comes out as we’re approaching.
    “Hey Bill,” I greet him, chuckling when I feel her hands come to a halt.
    “Dr. Savage,” he nods at me before his eyes wander to her face. “Callie.”
    “Hi Bill,” she says, embarrassment staining her voice as her hands stay frozen on my ass. “How are you?”
    “I’m doing well,” he says, clearing his throat as he begins to nervously fumble with his keys. “Oh! While I’ve got you hear, Elaine said we got some of your mail by mistake. If you’re going to be around for the night, I’ll let her know she can drop it off to you when she gets in from work.”
    “Okay sounds good,” I say, internally laughing as Callie sinks her nails deeper into my skin. “Callie? You’ll be home most of the night, won’t you baby?”
    “Yes,” she groans. “I’ll be here.”
    “Great, I’ll send her over in a little while,” Bill says. “I don’t think it was anything super important, mostly junk, but there was a big yellow envelope that looked like it might be time sensitive. We didn’t want to leave it on the porch.”
    “That was really thoughtful, Bill,” she says in a short tone. “Thanks a lot.”
    “Well, y’all have been real good neighbors and we don’t take that for granted,” he says. The way Callie’s head drops against my back in defeat causes me to laugh.
    “Thanks Bill,” I tell him, barely containing the chuckle. “We feel the same way about you and Elaine. Good neighbors are hard to