Chapter 23

I gulped nervously as Callahan closed the door behind me. The door fell shut with a soft click and I could not help but suddenly realize that it was just us two in here.

“Take a seat” He pointed to one of the many chairs as he walked towards his desk.

I look around and found a notepad and pen lying on the desk. “May I?” I asked, and he nodded.

I took it, mostly to give my hands something to do than fidget nervously. I clicked the pen and asked,

“So, everybody tells me you do not love parties or fun. What type of event are you looking forward to in that case?” King Callahan pulled his big, plush chair and sat in it as I opened the notepad, waiting to scribble.

“I am not sure but something that makes everybody stop eating my head”

Okay, that was not the response I was expecting.

“Hmm, why do you hate socializing?” I asked, and he furrowed his eyebrows,

“I don’t hate socializing.”

I repeated. “I think you do”

Callahan placed his hands on the table and countered, “Did you not see the dozen or so people who were in a meeting with me?”

I shook my head as he mumbled, “Oh right, you did not. You were too busy dancing…in a towel.”

I looked away from him as I recalled the moment I had been doing my little happy dance and somehow ended

my stomach. on top of him. That memory was still enough to make butterflies riot in

I did not look up but merely threw in another question so that he would not elaborate on that towel dance again. “Either way, would you want the event to be held here or somewhere else?”

up naked

Callahan considered it, “Maybe, the front open grounds should be ideal. We can have it in the evening so not everybody is packed under the roof.”

I scribbled on my notepad – he hates partying.

I gave him a smile and looked up. “Great, anything that you absolutely don’t want to happen in the event. Like something you hate?”

Callahan scratched his chin, “Loud music. Please keep it soft”

I wrote down- he is boring.

This was helping me calm down my nervousness and frustration.

various questions about his choices and preferences, likes and dislikes and he answered

time to time, he seemed to slip in

not have many friends as far as I gathered, he liked to keep to himself but adored his beta, gamma and

ruthless to the rogues

him to be anything but a growling, angry man hulk so seeing him talk about his people with care was unexpected for

co–ordination or themes would you want

in his hand and

at

not going to somebody’s funeral, you

asked, “Well then you tell me what you have in mind.”

end of the pen on my chin and muttered, “softer shades of pink

would be

Chapter 23

said pink was almost as if I had asked

was not too bad at

my head as he muttered, “Pink?”

course, pink. It is a ball…a mating ball for Goddess sake, pink and red

love.”

and gave

believe in that?”

and I felt unnerved by his stare. “Of course I do. Why else would the moon Goddess give us

mates.”

not sure, maybe she is running a marriage bureau or something up

making fun of the

because you can’t love somebody does not mean the world is devoid of it. It is like saying

and I kept clicking it anxiously. He noticed my furstrtiaon

someone? What makes you so sure of

nerves as his gaze held me in place. I

and felt queasy and felt my hands suddenly

love someone does not mean nobody

got up from his chair and walked past the large

of me.

with me seated on the chair and him standing in front of me, it felt as if I was gazing at the

his head, and placed his hands on the armrests of the chair I had been seated on.

face at eye–level with me and

deadly, a fierce predator who was mesmerizing to look at but also

hand suddenly

and I blinked

just read my mind and told me no, he can’t

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