Author: Kate Benson
Genre: Contemporary Romance
***Both novellas in this series contain subject matter that is suitable for adults***
I'm Callie Leveaux and I'm an escort for those with only the most specific of tastes.
In my world, sex is a buffet.
That dark, daring spot where only the most adventurous visit?
That's my corner.
The deviant ones with the least to lose come to me.
They get their fill, treating their palates while the rest steer clear, because they know what they like and they know only I can give it to them.
My name is Callie and I'm the girl you've been waiting for.
If you pay the right price, you can get a little taste.
Since the night I met her at a shitty basement party in high school, I’ve wanted her, craved her. Even when we were fifteen, she had something animalistic, primal hiding behind those grey eyes. I still can’t put my finger on what it is about her.
Whatever it is, I’m addicted.
Callie Leveaux? She’s always craved sex. Up until now, she didn’t even care much who it was with, but I’m about to change all that.
I sat on the sidelines, struggling to kick one vice so I could trade it for my addiction to her. You might think I did it to be a better person, but the truth is, it’s always been for her.
My name is Tommy Savage and I’m the man she’s been waiting for.
***This book contains subject matter that is suitable for mature readers***
A traitor lies within.
I met him at a basement party when we were fourteen. I was looking for an adventure, he was looking for an escape. That night, we found both and never looked back.
We traveled on a wayward path for far too long. Tommy turned to a life in the shadows. Me? A life between the sheets. All that time, I thought I was addicted to sex.
Turns out, I was just addicted to him.
We took a lot of wrong turns, met a lot of bad people on the way to the salvation we've managed to find in each other’s arms.
I thought when we walked away, there were no loose ends.
Turns out, I was wrong about that, too.
By the time she came to me, I was already a walking statistic. That night, though, something inside me sparked to life. A fate neither of us could comprehend erupted, exploded.
The second I saw her in that basement fifteen years ago, I think a part of me already knew. I took her hand and we never looked back. I gave her excitement, she gave me hope.
For over a decade, we belonged to the dark corners of the city, denying ourselves nothing in the name of lust and survival. When I finally walked away, I made a lot of enemies, but it was never about them, only her.
It's always been her.
I never regretted my choice to walk away, because it was that choice that gave me the courage to finally take her as mine and mine alone.
At first, we thought they'd let us go. For months, we thought we'd escaped.
We were wrong.
Our past has come knocking and now, it wants us back.
***Traitor is the mind blowing, epic conclusion to The Callie Leveaux Series and is full-length and multi-POV***
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THE CALLIE LEVEAUX SERIES
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Excerpt from Traitor:
“Stay down,” he mouths to me silently as he holds my eyes.
Only able to nod, I watch him as he carefully pulls away from me and moves swiftly toward his bag where he left it near the door, dragging it toward us and resuming his protective position over me. Caging me carefully, he moves with impressive speed as he pulls his piece from the side of his bag and hands me a pair of shorts I hadn’t known he’d packed for me. Maneuvering beneath him, I quickly pull them on and replace myself in his protective embrace, listening as carefully as I can for the danger lurking on the other side of the wall.
When I look up at him less than five seconds later, he’s carefully staring down at me, motioning for my silence as we listen to the sounds of hushed voices outside our window. One voice seems sure that we’d been ‘taken care of,’ but the other insists on a sweep of the house. Reluctantly, voice one agrees and swallowing hard, I stare up into his eyes knowing he’s thinking the same thing as I am. If they found us, that can only mean one thing.
Someone sold us out.
Callie’s been with me through some crazy shit, but all of that was nothing compared to the shit I’m about to put her through. I feel the regret violently coursing through me as we listen to the voices waiting outside. As I look down at her ivory skin, the soft planes of her face as her grey eyes dart to the wall, the pure instinct of survival taking over, I feel like the most selfish asshole in the world.
I should have done what she asked. I shouldn’t have let my ego get the best of me. I think somewhere deep down inside, I knew even as the words left my lips that this could only end one way. She called it, but I didn’t listen.
I wish we could have met under different circumstances. I wish our lives weren’t that of two people who were raised by the harsh realities of the streets and surrounded by the darkness of the city we called home. I’ll never regret her or the man I am, but as I stare down into her grey eyes, I can’t help but wish I could give her better than what’s waiting beyond the front door.
I can’t though. The best thing I can give her is protection from the shit storm that is our life and pray she’ll still love me when the smoke clears.