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“No. I mean, yeah, I was sober, and she was sober, but I think…I think I actually like her. Like yes, I want to get naked with her and just—” I stop before I admit more than I want, but based on their expressions, I’m already over the line. “Like I want to hang out with her while also fully clothed…and get to know her better.” I prop my fists on my hips. “I’d rather be in the room with her right now than here with you guys.”
“I’m so fucking excited to get real personal with your precious.”
“Bring that precious over here.” “You don’t have to keep calling it that.” “Yeah, I do. It’s part of the scene. Bring it hither.” “Please never say hither again.” “For the love of God, Cammie, put a desperate man out of his fucking misery, and sit on my face.”
He bites the back of my thigh, not hard, but enough to stoke the fire working its way through my body.
“There’s a muscle jumping in your jaw.” His nostrils flare and he leans in closer, dropping his voice to a whisper and brushing his lips on the shell of my ear. “I like you. I missed you.” I feel him take a deep breath before continuing. “And the idea of someone else touching your precious when I want it to be mine makes me unhappy.”
“What? This is the girl you were talking about at the gym earlier, right? The edgy one you can fit in your pocket?”
Always take care of her before you get yours. Give before you get. He also says it’s important to listen first and react second.”
“Good. I want us to be a thing.” I stroke her cheek with a single finger. “Can I please kiss you?”
“It’s not that I don’t want to. I do. So fucking badly. But I want to take you on a date first. I like you. I like touching you, and reading your smutty fanfic, and acting out scenes that you might want to write into future chapters, but I also just like you. So before I’m allowed to touch
your precious again with any of my body parts, and before you touch my sword of lust again with your soft, pretty hands or your talented, delightful mouth…” He adjusts his hard-on with a deep groan. “Please allow me the honor of taking you out for dinner. And a movie. The Hobbit is playing at the vintage theater tomorrow night. If you’re free.”
“Awesome.” He backs toward the door and fumbles for the knob. “I can’t wait to eat you for dinner.”
“I hope you’re good and hungry tomorrow night, Chase, because my pussy is on the dessert menu.” I suck his bottom lip, dragging it between my teeth before I release him. He stumbles backward two steps. “For the love of God, Cammie, close the fucking door.”
Brody spins around in his chair. “Let him take you for dinner and a movie first.” “Hi, Brody,” I choke out the words. “Hi, Cammie.” He waves, expression wry as he adds, “And get yours first.” I give him two thumbs-up. “Solid advice.”
His blue gaze meets mine. “And then there you were.” “I was always there.” “I wasn’t ready for you yet.” “And you think you are now?” “Yeah. Definitely.”
“Lovett. How’s it hanging?” Beans holds his hand out for a fist bump. “Long and to the right.” I knock his fist. “Beans, this is my girl, Cammie. Cammie, this is Beans. He’s an enforcer.”
“Of course it is. But it can be so amazing, too. Sometimes we have to choose to live life scared, or we’re not really living it at all.”
He does this thing with his enormous mitt of a hand that sort of makes it look like he’s holding her throat, but then he brushes his nose over hers.
“Can we make love tonight? I feel like tonight is a making love kind of night.” “We can have whatever kind of sex you want.” She runs her fingers through my hair again.
And we’ll write our own story, one kiss, one smile, one chapter at a time.