Back To You (Book #1 in Meadow Hills series)

Callum’s POV

Age 18

“To Callum!” My best friend Heath yells. My other two friends, Jessie and Lachlan raise their beer cans, and they all take a sip.

I just roll my eyes. This was all our graduation party, but since I am off to the military tomorrow, they are making it about me.

We were sitting in Heath’s living room spread around the room, either on the couch, the armchairs, the floor or his bean bag chairs. Latter where I sat.

Heath volunteered to have a combined graduation party with us from Meadow Hills Private School and Meadow Hills Secondary School. His house was packed inside and out full of seniors.

“When do you fly out?” Jessie asks.

“6 am,” I answer. “So, tonight is an early night for me boys.”

They all groan.

“You can just pull an all-nighter?” Lachlan suggests.

“I’d rather make a good first-” I stop mid-sentence when my eyes catch a sight to behold. The most beautiful- the most gorgeous- the sexiest girl I have ever seen.

Wavy short brown hair, sun-kissed skin, little freckles etch her arms and her face, a body that just won’t quit and sky-blue eyes I want to get lost in. She was standing with Allison in the kitchen, playing beer pong on the pull-out table Heath bought just for tonight.

“Uh, Callum?” Lachlan questions.

“Who's that?” The words tumble out.

They all look to where I am.

“That’s Allison,” Heath states. “You want to get laid a final time before you go away, she’s the girl.”

“Not her,” I grumble. “The one next to her.”

“Oh, that’s Terry,” Jessie answers.

“She’s going to be my future wife,” I declare.

The boys all start laughing. “You cannot be serious,” Heath gasps for breath.

“I am,” I argue. “Look at her.”

“Dude, you don’t know Terry,” Jessie says. “That girl is crazy mean.”

“I like a challenge,” I tell him.

“Watch this,” Lachlan chuckles, pointing to where Terry was at.

Kai Letterman was making his way over to her. Kai was a player at the public school. We hear everything about him from the private school girls, who cry about him in the hallways.

My eyes widen as when he gets close to Terry, she punches him in the throat. He falls to his knees clutching his neck and coughing.

“I am not interested,” she snaps. Her voice was cold, and she had a southern drawl to it. It was so sexy.

Kai scrambles to his feet and rushes out the door. Allison huffs at her friend’s antiques and they continue their game of beer pong.

“See?” Jessie questions. “You are not getting near her.”

I get to my feet and smirk. “I’m at least going to try.”

“Oh dear,” I hear Heath mumble as I walk away.

I get to the centre of the beer pong table and just watch the game for a minute. Terry was quite good, as she hardly missed a cup when it was her turn. She was carrying Allison. I can’t help but sweep my eyes over her again. She was wearing a black leather skirt that went to about thigh high and a white button-up that she had tucked into said skirt. It didn’t look like her.

Not that I know her, but it’s clear she is uncomfortable in it.

“Hi Callum,” Allison greets me in a flirty tone.

“Hey,” I say back, giving her a polite smile. Allison’s parents are avid visitors to my place. Our parents play tennis together. She’s always flirty, but I’ve never been there.

Now I am really glad we didn’t. I want a chance with her friend.

“You played before?” I ask both the girls.

“I have, but this is Theresa’s first time,” Allison huffs.

Theresa. What a beautiful name

“Terry,” Terry grunts. “I have told you to call me that, Ally.”

“Well, I am your best friend, and I get to call you what I like,” Allison says.

“I will play you next,” I say. “One on one.”

“No thanks,” Terry says.

“Are you scared you’re going to lose?” I question. “I understand given this game is just beginners luck.”

“First off, I’m not scared,” Terry snaps, making Allison step back a little. “And two, I am not just lucky, I am great at everything I do.”

I’m sure you are. Images swirl in my head of her on her knees, my hands wrapped in her hair and the sight of her lips wrapped around my cock.

“Then play me,” I taunt.

“I will,” she growls.

“Terry we are still-”

“Games over,” Terry snaps at the boys idling at the other end. “I am playing Caleb here.”

“Callum,” I tell her.

She glares at me. “I will learn your name if you win,” she says and then smirks. “Which you won’t.”

“So confident,” I murmur with a smile. I walk over to the other side of the table and set up my cups. “Let’s make this interesting,” I call out to her.

She crosses her arms. “How?”

“Every cup I get in, you answer the question I ask,” I supply.

“Why would I do that?”

I smirk. “Because you think I’m handsome?”

I see her lip twitch and call that a win in my book. “Fine,” she says. “But I get the same if I get them in.”

“Deal,” I say. “Want to shake hands or we could kiss...?”

She chuckles. “In your dreams, sweetheart.”

“Ladies first,” I state and roll the ping pong ball her way. Allison was watching from the sideline, staring at her friend in amazement.

Is it crazy to people that she is speaking to a man?

She throws the ball, and it lands in the top cup. I take the ball out and chug down the beer. “Your question?” I ask.

“What’s your favourite colour?” Terry asks.

I snort. “You get to ask me anything and it’s that?”

“Answer the question,” she growls.

“Blue,” I answer. “It was green, but I changed my mind about ten minutes ago.”

“Why’s that?”

“Your eyes,” I say.

“Throw the ball,” she says quickly. I see a little tinge of red in her cheeks.

My first throw also goes in but in one of the back ones. “Why do you look so uncomfortable in those clothes?” I ask her.

Terry seemed surprised by my question. “They aren’t mine,” she answers. “I didn’t even want to come tonight, but Allison dragged me here.”

“You’re gorgeous either way, but I’d prefer to see you in your usual attire,” I comment.

“Jeans, a flannel and boots?”

I smirk. “You’re a cowgirl?”

“My father owns a horse ranch,” she states. “Since I am the oldest of four, I will be taking it over one day.”

“That’s your dream?”

She nods. “It is.” She eyes me up and down. “What is your dream, Callum?”

“So, you do know my name?” She rolls her eyes at my question. “I’m off to the military tomorrow,” I answer her question. “That’s my dream.”

And then when I get back it’s to marry you and raise our kids on your horse ranch