I'm Cale Kidney Royal Savage and I'm fucking Virgin.
The only people I've ever dated were secret agents and that fucking buff dude from the Greek Olympics.
The only other people I've been naked in
front of have been some of my more coldblooded killers and that
kid at the gym who I've always thought was
hot.
That and my mom, and that's nothing to get excited about."
He grinned.
"So when I saw that on your
bed, well, I just had to take it off.
I'
m Cale Kidney Royal Savage and I'm fucking Virgin!
Pants Off!"
The shirtless SEAL shouted at me as I trotted back down the beach to base camp.
I did not hear the words, but I heard the tone and that's all that mattered.
"Look, guys.
I told you there's been a mix up."
The way my voice came out, I sounded as disoriented as I was.
It was strange for me to be so damned angry.
Most people would be freaking the hell out.
There was still a lot I didn't know.
"A mix up?
Is that what you call it?"
Cale demanded.
"You dicked over the one woman who'd give her
heart to you."
Cale was gorgeous, but he wasn't
right for me.
I'd been in too deep with a Marine for this.
"I didn't really dicked her over.
I had to.
I had to tell her the
truth."
Cale
shook his head.
"Yeah, well, what you should have told her is that I'm a prick and that you'll never have a
relationship with me ever again.
Just tell me that you're not fucking some other chick right now," he said, staring
hard at me.
My eyes widened.
"Wha-oh no.
Cale, no!"