Epilogue
Callie
We were lying in his bed, sweaty and exhausted, when my mind returned to the main reason for my visit.
“Where’s Cody?” I asked, leaning up on my elbow so I could look down into Asa’s face. “I haven’t seen him in months!”
“On his way to Sacramento, I imagine,” he answered distractedly, staring at my breasts as he ran a finger over one of my nipples.
“Why didn’t he say anything?” I griped, smacking his hand away lightly and flopping back onto the bed in exasperation. “I’ve been begging him to come down for-freaking-ever and now he’s there and I’m here!”
“Don’t think he was going to see you, Sugar,” he replied with a smirk.
“No!” I gasped. “Gram?”
“Nope. I doubt she’ll even know he’s there.”
“Well holy shit, little brother,” I whispered to myself.
“Gettin' shot can change a man’s priorities, yeah? I’m pretty sure he’s done letting her push him away,” he mumbled, rolling on top of me. “Now stop worrying about your brother and his issues with your idiot best friend and f*ckin’ kiss me.”