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.

his choices and preferences, likes and dislikes and he answered me without looking

time to time, he seemed to slip in some

not have many friends as far as I gathered,

King Callahan was as ruthless to the rogues and his enemies. as

never thought of him to be anything but a growling, angry man hulk so seeing him talk about his people

now if we talk about colors, what color co–ordination or themes would you want

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

blinked at

are not going to somebody’s funeral, you know.”

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

on my chin and muttered, “softer shades of pink

be nice.”

Chapter 23

said pink was almost as if I had asked him to strip for me.

was not too bad at all as

shook my head as

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

love.”

stopped twirling his pen and gave me an even

You believe

was hot, piercing and I felt unnerved by his stare. “Of course I do. Why else would the

mates.”

sure, maybe she is running a marriage

He was making fun of the moon Goddess, a deity we all revered.

world is devoid of it. It is

clicking it anxiously. He noticed my furstrtiaon

love someone? What makes you so sure

gaze held me in place. I felt

and felt queasy and felt my

“I…I said ‘don’t…just because you don’t love someone does not

was not buying it. He got up from his chair and walked past the

of me.

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

his hands on the armrests of the chair I had been seated

brought his face at eye–level with me

predator who was mesmerizing to look at but also very dangerous to attract attention

jaw and my hand suddenly itched to brush the pad of my finger

He breathed and I

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

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