“Cam?” I whisper, sleep pulling me deeper into its clutches. “Yes, my princess?” “Will you move in with me? If you come here, I don’t want you living anywhere else. I’ll be working a lot. I want you to be here when I get home.” “That depends.” “On?” “Does your apartment have good sound proofing?” he teases. “You’re pretty loud when I make you come. I wouldn’t want to upset my new neighbours.”
