Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 228

Chapter 228: I Am With You 

Brianna 

It surprised me because he has never used that tone with me before, he stood up which made me shift my body to follow his. He wasn't pacing but he was fidgeting.

“I know and my answer at the time was completely true but something happened that was surprising to me and came out of nowhere. But it changed things.” I tried to explain.

He was looking down at a fixed point on his floor while he shook his head again.

“I fucking asked you, I knew I shouldn't have pursued this. You two were always sharing glances and he made sure he tried his best to run me off. I should have known.” He laughed at himself.

“Roy, I really like you, I thought you were great but I have a very long complicated history with Callan and…” I don't even know what to say but sorry, so I said that.

“I am sorry, Roy.” He scoffed.

“Don't be sorry, what the fuck is that going to do? I actually like you, Brianna, you led me on.” He shoved his fingers through his hair in frustration which made me stand up to be in front of him. He slightly turned away, I placed my hand on his forearm to bring him back.

“I thought this was just physical for you, I didn't know you liked me.” I stupidly remarked.

“What the fuck do you think I was doing here, Brianna? Making you breakfast, wanting to spend time with you, saying all these things to you about not deserving you but feeling lucky I got to have you anyway? I mean how did that translate into, ‘hey fucking you is fun’? Like, come on.” He spat at me, I flinched back at his words.

“Callan pulled that shít with you but look at you, running back right into it. I wasn't playing games and giving you shitty mixed signals, you led me on, Brianna. Whatever, fuck it.” He waved me off.

“Roy, I honestly didn't know you even cared as much.”

I meant it too. Men don't usually care that way, especially so soon after starting to talk to someone. I guess he did always tell me things that insinuated that he did like me. I thought he was a smooth talker though, I figured he said that to all the girls. I didn't know how he was judging me for going back to Callan, he doesn't understand what went on between us and how he confessed to a lot of things that Roy just has no clue about. I am not stupidly running back to a guy who isn't making me any promises. Callan agreed to exclusively be with me and that means something. I knew I couldn't say all that to Roy though, it is unnecessary to fight with him on it.

“I am an idiot.” He chuckled, I frowned.

“You aren't,” I tried to step in his direction but he kept moving away from me.

“I didn't want to part ways on bad terms.” I sighed.

I didn't even know what to say or do to make this not continue to go as poorly as it was.

“I had a stupid crush on you, Brianna. That isn't like me, the guys have been ragging me about it non-stop. Again, whatever, you said what you needed to and I got the hint. So, let's end the discussion there.” He totally shut down on me.

No smooth Roy, no teasing funny Roy. He was pissed but he was trying to hide just how pissed he was. I could see the fire in his eyes and his tense body language, I could hear it in his tone of voice that was trying to hide the venom behind it. Is he mad or is he hurt? He won't let me see which one it is and I feel so bad. I feel guilty.

“I am sorry I upset you, it wasn't my intention. I hope we can be friends one day.” I tried to press a smile on my lips but it didn't come. He kept looking away from me, so it didn't matter.

“Just fucking leave, Brianna.” He snapped at me when I lingered.

I wanted to give him a hug and say sorry again but I knew that wouldn't do him any good. So I just quickly went for the door.

On my way out, I heard a loud crashing sound behind me, it made me flinch but the door had just shut behind me so I didn't get to see what it even was. I didn't know, I didn't think he would care so much. I feel awful, I really wasn't trying to lead him on. I like Roy and I did want to get over Callan and he was a fun way to do it. I wasn't using him, I thought maybe it could turn into something but it just didn't work out that way. Roy Vortex didn't seem like the type to have a crush but I guess I was wrong. Or I didn't want to see it when it was right there in front of me. Who knew these mafia men really do have feelings.

I felt bad about how things turned out with Roy, I was just getting home when my phone started ringing. My gut flipped when I saw Callan's name. He didn't have my phone number before I called him to ask if he was home but clearly he kept it now.

“Hello?” I couldn't hide the hint of a smile in my voice.

“Where were you?” He asked outright. I paused, he sounded mad.

“Why do I have a feeling you already know the answer to that? Are you spying on me?”

There is no way he would know.

“I have protection for you, Brianna. My men know where you were going for your protection and I got an interesting call today that you were at Roy's fucking place.” He bit out at me. A bunch of snitches, all of them.

“I did go to his place because I needed to tell him things were over.” I said outright, no sense in him getting mad over nothing.

“Things were over, so you two were doing what? Some kind of relationship?” 

Here we go again.

“No, Callan but we had started hanging out a lot more and I wanted to tell him to his face that I picked things back up with you. Satisfied or are you going to keep yelling at me?” I got feisty towards the end and I heard him sigh.

“Open the door.” He said.

“Huh?”

Then I heard the knock, I hung up the phone and opened our front door. Callan was in all back like he usually is and his shoulders were broad and proud. His face wasn't angry the way I expected it might be. He took a few steps inside to close the gap between us and he was suddenly lifting me up which made me yelp in surprise. He lifted me off my feet and kissed my lips, my gut flipped and my heart swelled. This hasn't happened in so long, him casually kissing me. Him calling me, him showing up to see me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed  him back. When he placed me back down, I almost wished he didn't.

“What are you doing here?” I asked but in a happy tone.

His eyes came down and checked me out and then he hooked his finger into my sweater and pulled me back against him.

“Am I not allowed to come by?” He arched his dark brow at me.

“No, you can. I was just surprised and even more surprised you weren't here to yell at me.” I looked at him pointedly.

His hands came down to my waist and rubbed my sides as he spoke.

“Do I have something to be mad at? Did you really just go and tell you are done?” He asked me.

I could feel his eyes melding into me, trying to read not only my body language but my mind. It is the military man in him that can seriously read minds sometimes.

“Yes, I said I am with you.” I replied, peeking up at him to see how he would react to how I had worded that.

I am with him now, he just nodded and let his hands graze down lower than my waist. He brought his hands to my hips and gave them a light squeeze. I brought my hands up to his chest and then around his neck to run my fingers up the back of his hair like he likes. Going on my toes, I decided to kiss him again. His hands came around to my backside and he cupped my ass cheeks before using his hold to lift me again.

This time, I wrapped my legs around him and deepened the kiss. He started walking us into my room but I paused.

“Shít, what if Bryce comes home?” I realized he would be furious if Callan came walking out of my room.

“Fuck it,” that was all he said when he kicked the door shut behind him with his foot.

He started kissing me more passionately and bringing us further into the room. I pulled away just slightly so my lips could feather his. His eyes devoured me while his hands groped for more of me. I kept my lips teasingly close while I whispered to him.

“Remind me what it is like to be yours, Callan.”