Chapter 248 As Feisty as a Wildcat
Lucian stopped, a sense of frustration washed over him.
He rested his chin on Calista’s shoulder and spoke hoarsely, “You don’t like it when I kiss you, huh? It makes sense. You’re not into me. So why would you like it?”
Calista had never seen Lucian in such a drunken state before.
While there had been previous bouts of drunkenness, he would usually pass out completely, to the extent that not even an earthquake could wake him.
She remained silent, and Lucian followed suit. Yet, the silence was short–lived.
Suddenly, Lucian unbuttoned his shirt and said, “We skip the kisses then. How about we cut to the chase?”
Even if Calista was slow to catch on, she understood Lucian’s indication.
She maintained a poker face and replied, “Sure, let’s move things to bed. Standing around here feels
awkward.”
Even in his drunken state, Lucian managed to navigate to the bed with surprising precision. He wrapped his arms around Calista, fearing she might run away.
When they reached the bedside, Lucian slumped onto the bed with Calista in his arms. But right before he could put all his weight on her, he caught himself and balanced out.
Lucian undid the final two buttons on his shirt, exposing his chiseled chest and abs. It was undeniable that Lucian’s physique and looks would fetch a premium anywhere.
He’d undoubtedly catch the eye of affluent women eager to vie for his affection.
Lucian leaned closer to her. His breath, heavy with the scent of alcohol, brushed against her face. Calista reached for a life–sized stuffed toy on the bed and handed it to him.
She then crawled out from the gap between them.
Calista made her way to the living room and noticed the sorry state of her instant noodles.
They had morphed into a mushy mess, with each noodle bloated to twice its normal size. The sight was
far from appetizing
Callste frowned and shot a disdainful look at Lucian, who was mumbling to himself while cuddling the
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“If someone you’re not into starts making demands, you gotta stand your ground. Don’t be afraid to push them away. If you ever deal with a total jerk, don’t hesitate to grab something and defend yourself, even if It means using a knife as a last resort. I’ve got your back if anything goes down. You can’t just give in without putting up a fight.”
Lucian was referring to the total jerks as Hector and Paul.
“Hey, it’s completely normal for women your age to have physical needs. But come on, hold off for a bit
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Calista let out a cold laugh and gave Lucian a solid kick, sending him tumbling to the ground. Her age?
Seriously, what about her age? She was just 25, and she’d be turning 26 in October. The biggest jerk Calista had ever encountered in her life was Lucian.
Mid–sentence, Lucian suddenly felt weightless and tumbled to the ground. Acting on instinct, he protected the stuffed toy in his arms, using his body as a protective cushion.
Calista observed the unfolding scene, feeling somewhat insignificant, as Lucian appeared to care for the stuffed toy more tenderly than he did for her.
The bed wasn’t raised very high, and a thick, plush carpet softened the floor, so Lucian’s fall wasn’t particularly painful. However, his alcohol–induced haze appeared to have cleared somewhat.
He found himself on the ground, eyes wide with bewilderment, gazing up at Calista from his lowly
position on the floor.
Calista tossed his phone to him, wrinkling her nose in disdain and wafting her hand before her face to disperse the alcohol fumes that permeated the room. She was thoroughly annoyed.
“Sober up and get out, or call someone to pick you up,” she instructed, her irritation evident.
Lucian took the phone and asked, “Hey, Callie, what if a buddy of yours, you know, isn’t exactly a star in the bedroom, and his wife divorces him over it? If you were in that spot, could you be cool with a guy with
Those limitations?”
He mentioned the word limitations in a softer tone. Calista didn’t connect Lucian’s comments to himself.
though he had never gone beyond kissing her, his physical responses were quite apparent
never allowed things to progress further, always excusing himself to the bathroom afterward.
batheson devoid of steam always felt chilly when she used it, leaving her without doubt about wh
Lucian’s circle of friends was small, and Calista only knew a couple of them, with Cade being the most
prominent in her mind.
Compounded by Cameron’s earlier poorly chosen remarks about Cade, Calista began to believe Lucian was referring to Cade.
Calista didn’t have the best impression of Cade, so she casually replied, “I wouldn’t stand for a guy’s bedroom shortcomings.
If I were his wife, I’d divorce him too. Why waste the prime of your life on a guy who’s all sizzle and no steak? After a divorce, you get a fat slice of the pie, and doesn’t a younger man sound way more appetizing? Men can be stumbling blocks on a woman’s path to success.”
Lucian’s face had drained of color. Her reply seemed to dance on his tightly coiled nerves.
He gritted his teeth, mustering every effort to mutter, “Calista.”
Calista tilted her head and continued mockingly, “You know, I’m as feisty as a wildcat at my age. How
could I ever survive without men in my life?”
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