Amber
"Amber," Cal' worried voice echoed in my head. "Oh my god, Amber," His voice becomes desperate.
I open my eyes, and I am lying on the couch as Cal hovers over me. My chest and head hurt. I take a deep breath and sit up. "What happened?" I mutter.
"You blacked out when we were kissing," Cal responds. His blue eyes are wide and full of worry.
I reach out and touch his cheek, "Sorry," I sigh.
"No," He chuckles and sits beside me, "I’m just happy you are okay.” He leans toward me, and I am prepared to kiss him again.
“Callen,” Cole’s deep voice interrupts us.
“Dad,” Cal protests.
“Amber,” Cole looks at me. “You need to go back to the packhouse.”
“We were going to watch a movie,” Cal argues.
Cole glares at his son, “Ms. Payne.”
I sigh deeply and look at Cal, “I guess I have to
