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“First, if you’re going to walk in on me in the shower, the least you can do is give me a handy.”
“And second, if you’re going to have sex in the bedroom next to me, at least try to pretend you’re enjoying it.”
“Hey! It’s you!” he says excitedly, leaning against the pub table near me. It’s hard not to admit he’s cute. In a wired out, Machine Gun Kelly, kind of way. But he also has a very good vibe about him. Good energy. Fun energy. “It’s Nic.” I smile shyly, lining back up to throw my darts. “Nic,” he says with a grin. “I like it. I’m Kid. Nice to officially meet you. But what are you doing here? On a date?” He looks around behind me as if some man is about to jump out at him. “Something like that,” I respond, trying not to admit that I’m a loser who takes herself on dates.
“I’m just playin’. Chill, crazy. I’m really not that well thought out. I just wanted to kick it with you.” He leans back against the couch again and sighs. “Could’ve been fun, though.” “Blackmailing me?” His brow furrows, as if blackmailing is literally the last thing he’d want to do. “No. Fucking you.”
Walking into the kitchen, I look around for him. I see the pot of coffee and a little ripped piece of paper next to it. A note with his words scribbled on the surface. 'For you. See you later.'
I don’t know what wait for me means, but I have a feeling I’ll be doing just that.
“You wreck me.” He studies my lips, as if memorizing the curve of my mouth. My eyes flutter up to his as we stare at each other. I swallow at his words as his eyes sear through me, reaching something I’d thought unreachable. “Wreck me, Cole.”
“I just have one question,” he whispers into my ear, nuzzling his nose into my hair, breathing me in. I swallow, closing my eyes tightly as a breath escapes me. “Who was it you were thinking about when you turned into an animal?”
“I’ll let you in on a little secret.” He flips my hair over my shoulder, exposing my neck to him. “I was thinking about you, too,” he whispers against my skin.
His lips trail my neck and run the length of my shoulder. I feel a light sting and gasp as I realize he nipped me. Right where I bit Patrick. I turn immediately and push him off me. He grunts a little at the firm push, then grins, looking at me devilishly as he backs away, taking a seat at the kitchen table. He’s trouble. So much trouble.
“Hawke,” I whisper breathlessly. His eyes find mine and something changes in him. “Cameron.”
“Call me Cameron,”
“Being able to just kick it with you, the past however many weeks, has become my saving grace.” I scoot up closer to him, settling between his outstretched legs, my hand resting just above his knee. “What do you mean?” He sighs, looking at my hand before his fingers toy with the tips of my fingers. The feeling is sending butterflies to the pit of my stomach. “You’ve kept me from destroying myself more than I already am.”
“Never stop,” I whisper against his lips. “Never stop what?” he asks, trailing his fingers up and down my back. “Needing me,” I say, before we fall back into our kiss like we never left it.
“You’re my calm in the soul, crazy in the flesh.”
“Wreck me, shatter me, destroy me, be the ruin of me. I don’t care, just make me feel again,” he whispers against my lips.
“You’re the purest, dirtiest little thing.” He grins, his eyes narrowing in on me. “A saint with the lips of a sinner. A woman who owns her demons.”
“Crazy, right? She’s fucking incredible, though. Wild as fuck, drives me crazy,” he continues, a twinkle in his playful eyes. “I’m in love with her. It’s insane.”
“Monoga-what? Fuck no! Too many beautiful women in this world, and I want to try them all. Especially you, the forbidden fruit.”
“You’re the kind of guy devils tell angels to go talk to to get them to fall, not knowing you’re the type to save them from the depths of Hell they’ve surrendered themselves to.”

