Free Innocence of Love by Holly J. Gill

browns, creams, and golds, with matching walls to his right. He turned to head into his large man-made dressing room, seeing all his suits hung up, looking like a glorified suit department, his shirts all hanging on their hangers, while his casual clothes were placed neatly in the draws below.
    He had stacks of shoes, all made purposely for his feet made for comfort, he hated shoes that didn’t fit correctly. He stood staring at his closet… where would Sophie put all her clothes? He shook his head again, where were these thoughts coming from?
    He continued to walk through his closet into his brown and gold, en-suite with a large wet room as he wasn’t a bath guy…he sighed, wondering if Sophie preferred baths. Again he shook his head needing to immediately replenish these thoughts.
    He stripped off his clothes throwing them into the laundry basket. He found a pair of trunks putting put them on and only them. I bet Sophie would love to see me wearing these! “Bloody hell, Calvin, stop it,” he muttered to himself.
    He stepped back into the bedroom, only wearing only his trunks, he could imagine Sophie lying on his bed, lifting her brows, admiring every inch of his nudity. How he would love nothing more than to have her sprawled out on his bed, waiting for him to ravish her. He paused that thought. He needed to seriously pull himself together. He gazed down his body noticing his hard erection. Calvin hitched his breath, just the thought of having Sophie in his bedroom would be enough to ease his hunger.
    Calvin wandered out his room heading to the kitchen to put the kettle on, needing an urgent, strong coffee, when remembering he had no milk. “Flipping heck!”
    He poured himself an orange cordial instead, not quite doing the job, it would do to quench his thirst. Still his manhood hard, he had to try and get rid of it, easier said than done!
    Making his way to the spare bedroom close to the lobby and entered, needing anything to distract his thoughts or get rid of his hardness. The room decorated in black, silver, and white. The room immaculate, the bedding would need stripping and cleaning, if not replacing. He walked around the room checking for dust as he had a regular cleaner who came in. She must have been in earlier, due to the room being dust free. He opened the windows to soon check the en-suite, not as big as his own, but had a bath, toilet, and sink, again clean and smelt of lemons.
    Sat in the lounge, he drew in a deep breath. He looked at the large screen, sound off, needing peace, only outside was extremely noisy, nothing like where he had just come from. Times like these he wished he still lived in York, well his parents place, and closer to Sophie and Kacey…and Sabastian.
    He grabbed his phone and immediately needed to call Sophie, well he didn’t need to, but wanted to. He pressed dial the phone went to answerphone. He tried again, but nothing. Calvin had no choice but to leave her a text.
    Hey Sophie! Hope you are okay, and little Kacey is doing well? I have arrived in the mad world of London, and it’s crazy. Called in at work, and well that place is just loopy lol. Anyway, I did try and call you, but I am guessing you are beside your daughter. Hope to hear from you soon, love Calvin xxx
    He pressed send to feel better for sending the message. When suddenly he froze…he quickly re-checked the text message seeing the word love and xxx , not one but bloody three kisses. He sighed loud, for God sake Calvin. He just knew how she would perceive the word and kisses, but then again…in his heart he meant them.
    Calvin went for a shower, to remove the stresses of the day. The drive had been bad enough then to call in at work …he must have been nuts, then again before meeting Sophie he would hardly have left the place, making sure everyone did what they were meant to, under strict instructions. He hated being bossy…at least he does now. He had his mind far too occupied with other concerns back up