For the Plot (All for Love, #1)

by Katie Van Brunt

“Tell me you’ve thought about me,” I whisper, my heart drumming rapidly. She rakes her fingers through the hair at my nape, sending a warm shiver through me. “I have,” she says into my skin. “You’ve what?” I lean back for a better view. I need to hear her say it. “I’ve thought about you,” she admits, loosening her hold on me just a little. My shoulders relax, and I let out a long exhale. I cup her face with both hands so I can soak in all her lovely features. The face that’s overpowered my dreams for the past year. Her laughter breaks the silence, and she rests her palms on my chest. “I can’t believe you framed my picture.” “I can’t believe I found you again.”

Baby, you’re a fucking queen.

I swallow thickly, choking back the fuzzy sensation coursing through me. The one I fear means that this may be more than about sexual freedom. I can’t go down the relationship path again. This has to be solely about sex. And sex that doesn’t breathe past this island. But damn if I don’t melt a little when Cam, with hands locked at the back of his neck, elbows pointing out with those juicy biceps on display, exhales. “You’re like a dream come true.”

“No,” I exhale. “I mean, that’s sweet of you, but—no.” He can’t fly out to LA for me. That’s just crazy.

“And you think that’s going to scare me away? I can handle messy, Joey. I didn’t quit my job and give up my inheritance to play it safe. I gave it up to live life on my own terms. And I want to be there for you. I want to do this. I’m choosing this. I’m choosing you. Let me choose you.”

“Yes. It’s under construction, but it’s close to completion. I’ve already cleared it with my folks. You can write your book, and I can do some marketing work for the hotel while your mom gets better.”