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.

next few minutes, I asked him various questions about his choices and preferences, likes and dislikes and he answered

time to time, he seemed to slip in some other world and mull over about something.

King Callahan did not have many friends as far as I gathered,

Callahan was as ruthless to the rogues and his enemies. as he was kind

a growling, angry man hulk so

colors, what color co–ordination or themes would you

a pen in his hand and answered, “I am not sure. How about

at him.

are not going to

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

and muttered, “softer shades of pink and white along with some flowers here and

be

Chapter 23

almost as if I

not too bad

as

nodded my head and said, “Of course, pink. It is a ball…a mating ball

love.”

stopped twirling his pen and gave me

believe in

piercing and I felt unnerved by his stare. “Of course

mates.”

and replied, “I am not sure, maybe she is running a marriage bureau or something up in the clouds.”

fun of

love somebody does not mean the world is devoid of it. It is like saying the

clicking it anxiously. He noticed my furstrtiaon but

makes you

a breath to calm my nerves as his gaze held me in place. I

and felt my hands suddenly

‘don’t…just because you don’t love

was not buying it. He got up from his chair and walked past the large desk to come and

of me.

me seated on the chair and him standing in front of me, it felt

the

brought his face at eye–level with

a lion to me, both handsome and deadly, a fierce predator who was mesmerizing to look at but also very dangerous to attract

stubble on his jaw and my hand suddenly itched

and I blinked furiously.

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

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