The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 2

I'm ushered out onto the patio, and we all sit down on a long L—shaped sofa. It is perfect, they quash all my previous nerves, they couldn't be any more welcoming. We chat continuously and by the time Rixon brings me out a glass of wine, we're all creased up laughing. Ben serves up the food not long after, and the six of us enjoy our meal in the warm evening air outside.

'Honestly, I'll have to get the albums out at some point, he was the chubbiest child you've ever seen,' Callie teases and Rixon scowls, clearly irritated by his sister sharing his childhood weight.

'I don't think Lexi wants to see all those boring photos,' he comments but I shake my head and laugh.

'Oh, I definitely do.'

'Why don't I give Lex a tour whilst you guys clear the table Thanks for dinner Ben, that was great,' Rixon announces, standing up and pulling me inside before anyone can protest. Taking my hand, he leads me around the house, ending with his room.

I smile at how strongly the room smells of him, it's comforting, like home. It is not very neat, but not untidy either, there is just enough disorder to hint at a guy living here. I sit down on his bed, sinking into the duvet and I look around the room, taking in his personalization. I try to imagine what Rixon was like when he was younger, was he a cocky prick as a teenager Some guys are. As happy as I am that I've met him, I sort of wish I'd met him earlier, so I could have known his childhood more.

Jasper, Aria's GBF had texted me this afternoon, and I decide that now is the time to break the news.

'I've found a date for the ball,' I state, wincing as Rixon's cold glare lands on me.

'Who' He asks, although it's more of a growl.

'Aria's friend, don't worry, he's gay,' I explain, shrugging to try and reinforce the triviality of the situation.

'I don't like it, but it's better than you taking one of those dickheads at that sausage party your mum hosted,' he complains, and I laugh at his interesting choice of words.

My eyes widen as he kneels down in between my knees as I sit on the bed. I don't say a word when he reaches beneath my dress and slowly pulls my thong down and off my legs. I lift my feet off the floor, helping him take my pink lace thong off.

A knock on the door sends my heart racing, I shove Rixon out from between my legs and jump to my feet. Rixon straightens up next to me as Sam comes in.

'Hi, sorry to interrupt, we're having dessert now if you want some,' he offers, his smile fades and his eyes widen as he looks down at Rixon's hand. I gawp as I realize he's looking at my pink thong in his hand. I stare in shock as Rixon grins, lifts his hand and presses my thong to his nose, inhaling deeply.

'Oh my God,' I stutter, completely mortified, not quite comprehending if the situation in front of me is actually happening or if this is some kind of nightmare.

'What the fuck man,' Sam laughs and backs up, shutting the door quickly, his face both shocked and amused.