Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 107

Chapter 107: Leave That To Me 

Brianna

With major events like these, you aren't just seeing the clothes. The guests are important people, other designers, other magazine people and celebrities of all kinds. Famous stylists or photographers, just any major name in the fashion industry as a whole. One errand I know I have to run tomorrow is going across town to pick up our gowns for the award ceremonies which were selected by Janet herself. All by the designers she will be representing on the red carpet.

It is a lot of clothes, we each have four sepa outfits for different events like the after gathering we were invited to affect the show. We aren't at all important, this writer girl and myself but we do get to walk down behind Janet, so at least we will be there. Those dresses are very expensive and need to be handled with care. It is my top priority tomorrow and because it is made by three or four different designers, I am not even going to one location for the whole lot of them. I have to go from point to point and that is crazy. 

Bryce and I have been missing each other's call recently, we have both been busy and the time difference doesn't help. I did text him that I would be flying to France because he likes to keep tracks of me and know where I am. While at lunch, I finally received a call from my brother and was actually able to answer it. His handsome face filled the screen and I missed my big brother, so it brought a smile to my face.

“Hello, France girl.” He teased me.

“Bryce, it is so fun here already. I am going to send you my pictures at the beautiful places here.” I chuckled at my own enthusiasm.

“I wouldn't expect anything less.” He chuckled as well.

I am big on sending pictures, I think visuals are important, not just telling someone something you are doing. It brings it to life, in my own opinion. He asked me to recap why I was here for the week which I gladly did. I love talking about it so I blabbed on it for a bit.

“It is almost time to go.” The girl I was having lunch with said, pointing to her wrist watch to mark the time and I sighed.

“Well, brother. I am off to a meeting like a big fancy lady.” I joked at my own expense. Again, I gave him a laugh.

“Behave, and be safe.” He ended the call like he always does. Then it was time to rush off to meet Janet.

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The time difference between London and France wasn't that much. After the exhausting day I had, once we got back to the hotel, I ate a quick meal and dropped into the bed. I thought u would have to share a room but we actually got our own room and that was cool. I didn't mind the privacy after spending the whole day with people. It was late here, too late for a phone call, yet my phone was ringing on the nightstand. It is the standard nice hotel in a clean color palette, there are side tables on both sides of the bed. I rolled over, stretching my arm out to find my ringing phone. I was borderline disoriented because I had been in such a deep sleep.

“Hello?” I couldn't hide my sleepy voice. There was a hesitation on the line, it almost made me pull the phone away from my ear to check who was calling but then a voice filled the line.

“Shit, were you sleeping?” The deep sexy voice of Callan caressed my ear. I tried to clear my voice and alert myself.

“Yes, but it is fine. Do you need something?” I asked.

“I just blanked on the time difference,” he explained his reason for calling at this hour. It was one in the morning here and which means, it is eight in the night over there.

“Were you calling for a picture because I am afraid I am not sexy right now.” I chuckled softly, still half asleep.

“No, actually.” He paused again.

This time I was really alert, he didn't call for sexy stuff? My stomach flipped.

“Why would you call? Just to talk?” I asked in a smaller voice than I meant to.

“I suppose so, I actually have no idea why I called. My head is not screwed on right today. I have had to deal with my family for a full day and trust me when I tell you that is an exhausting task.” He said the most he has on a topic that does not involve sex and I listened.

No matter how tired I was, I wouldn't pass up a chance to have a real conversation with him.

“I bet, was it a special occasion?” I wanted him to continue.

“My father was here, I guess for that reason.” I remembered him saying his father handles their casinos on the west coast.

When the line went silent for a second, I decided to just randomly tell him.

“I am in France,” I said and there was another silence.

“What for?” He asked in that plain tone of his.

It shows no emotions and disoriented me into not understanding if he is even enjoying something in the slightest. I told him why I am here and he listened.

“For how long?” He asked after the fact.

“A few days,” again, the line went silent.

“Are you okay, Callan? You sound off.” He cleared his throat.

“I am fine,” he denied anything being wrong. My gut told me there was something off about him though.

“Is it because of your father? Is he bugging you?” I asked, he chuckled which filled my stomach with heat.

“He is always on my case, but I am used to it. There is nothing wrong.” He assured me again. I accepted the response and we chatted for a few minutes longer, before he cut in again out of nowhere.

“Would you want to see me?” He randomly asked, and it threw me off guard.

“Yes?” I made it sound like a question. He huffed in annoyance but I don't know what for.

“I need to step away for a minute and since you are in France, I don't know maybe a visit is in order.” He said and my heart swelled in my chest.

“You want to come see me?” I asked sheepishly. I need to hear him say it.

“See France.” He corrected me and my face fell. When I had gone quiet because of the disappointing response, he added.

“And we can stop all this phone sex, so I can give you the real thing.” His voice dropped an octave and became thick with lust. I clenched my thighs even while I half rolled over in bed, in the dark and tired out of my mind. He still makes me feel fire beneath my flesh.

“I will be pretty busy but so long as you don't mind seeing me in between things, then yes, I want you to come.” I told him outright.

He asked me to list my schedule, so he had an idea of when to fly here and if it would even be worth it. I was praying now that he thinks it is worth it because I am desperate to see him.. especially with him bringing this up so unexpectedly. He has done the same when he randomly showed up in London. He said it was for Jane, but this time it is for me. He wants to see me, I couldn't help the grin on my face. Good thing he can't see it.

“I hate to bring this up but…what will you say to Bryce? He knows I am in France.” I informed him.

“Leave that to me.” That was all he said on the matter and it left me quite curious.