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Ashleigh
sent him a dirty look. “Just tell him to stop calling me.”
    “Okay.” Nathan answered, “Stop calling here. Miss Brown says
to fuck off.” He laughed. “Just a sec.” Glancing over at Ashleigh, he
delivered, “He said, he would but he’s busy tonight.”
    Narrowing her eyes on Nathan’s cocky smile, Ashleigh spoke.
“This isn’t a joke Nathan.”
    “He also said call him at this number instead. It’s Master
Ma—"
    Ashleigh ripped the phone from him and put it to her ear
quickly. “Caleb? Is that you?”
    “Hey, babe.” Caleb laughed.
    Ashleigh motioned for Nathan to leave. Then, she talked into
the cell. “I didn’t really want you to fuck off. I thought you were someone
else.”
    “Like?”
    “Aiden.”
    “ Naw , I’m way sexier than him.”
    “You are? I didn't notice.” Ashleigh giggled as she closed
the door and strolled back into the bedroom.
    "That's cause when you're around me, you're too busy
staring at my dick."
    "I do not." She glared at space in front of her.
"So, where's your phone?"
    "Broken."
    “How? You have one of those tough cover thingies on it.”
    “I jumped outta a window, and it fell out of my pocket.
Busted the fucker in a million pieces. I just got that damn thing, too.”
    “And why did you
jump out a window?” Ashleigh sat on the bed and picked up her laptop.
    “Kris dared me to jump into the pool.” Caleb was in a good
mood, his voice playful. “I was totally hammered.”
    “Right.” Ashleigh laughed as she ran a spell check on what
she was doing. “Like you are now?”
    “ Kinda .”
    “ Kinda .” Ashleigh sighed as she
fixed a few mistakes that popped up. “Where are you?”
    “After party." Caleb had obviously walked into a room
with lots of people, his voice getting harder to hear. "Looking for some
take out. I’m starving.”
    “Will you talk to Aiden for me? I don’t want him calling me
anymore.”
    “Umm…" Caleb paused. His voice got clearer. “I can’t.”
    “Why not?”
    “Does it matter? I just said I can't.”
    “Why not?”
    "Hey…so about coming on tour…"
    "I'm not going back on tour with you."
    "Come on, I miss you."
    "Why can't you talk to him, Caleb?"
    "I love you, babe. Please, just come—"
    "Why can't you talk to him?"
    "Come on…just—"
    "Caleb! I'm going home if you don't tell me, right
now!"
    “Fine…fine…just don't leave. I’ll talk to my dad about it. I
promise."
    "Why can't you talk to him yourself?"
    "Cause the little fuck turned me into the Council.”
    "Aiden?"
    "Yeah. Now, I'm on suspension and can't go near him or
attend any of the family functions for the next year."
    “Suspension?”
    “Like detention.”
    “For what?”
    “Beating the shit outta another Elder.” Caleb’s voice
softened, “I gotta go, babe."
    “Okay.”
    “But I'll fix it. I promise. I love you, Ashleigh."
    “Thanks for everything, Caleb. I couldn't survive without
you and Nathan."
    "I'll be playing the Tempest tomorrow night. If you
want to come and surprise me, you're welcome to. I'll have a few tickets
waiting for you…as always."
    "I'll think about it."
    "Okay."
    "Bye."
    She heard him hang up. She knew he was upset. Making a sour
face, Ashleigh had lost her mood to write. Leaving her laptop on the bed, she
tromped downstairs.
    She found Nathan watching television. His feet were up on
the coffee table, and his hands delved inside a bowl of popcorn. He smiled at
her briefly then looked back at the screen.
    He was wearing a suit, though his tie was hanging around his
neck, and his shirt was partially open. He was handsome, his blond hair slicked
back perfectly. He played the part of her protector well. Though he clearly
found her attractive, he had never once tried anything with her.
    Nathan was doing a great job of taking care of Ashleigh,
maybe even more than she liked. He never let her leave by herself, and she felt
like she was under house arrest. She didn’t argue though, because as a vampire,
she depended on