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“I don’t think it’s been all bad and we still have time.”

His head snapped up. Stepping closer, he squeezed my waist. “You still want to finish this date after everything that’s happened?”

“You mean me cleaning the blood off of you or you kissing me stupid?” The words slipped out. I really needed to work on my filter around him. I resisted the urge to cover my face.

“Kissed you stupid, huh?” A cocky expression took over his face. “If I remember correctly, you started it.” Cam licked his bottom lip, pupils flaring.

I rolled my eyes, but my pulse thrummed faster. “Well, how was I supposed to help myself when you went all charming?”

“I wasn’t trying to charm you. I was being serious. I meant every word. I wasn’t looking for something in return.”

“I know. That’s why I couldn’t help myself,” I pointed out.

He narrowed his eyes playfully. “You also couldn’t help yourself from running away.”

“You didn’t kiss me back.”

He groaned. “You surprised me. You would’ve frozen too if your dream girl kissed you out of the blue.”

I straightened at the claim. “Dream girl?”

“Dream girl.” He nodded once, confirming.

How could this man possibly think of me as his dream girl? “That’s a lot of pressure. I promise I’m not anything special.”

“And that’s where you’re wrong. I’m going to prove it to you.” A look of determination spread across his face. It made no sense. We knew each other, but not well. How could I possibly be his dream girl? I dropped my gaze. He had a way of being intense that I wasn’t used to.

Not that it was a bad thing.

“Will you be wearing pants while you prove it to me?” I asked, looking directly at his chest.

His shoulders shook with laughter. “Yeah. How about I go get dressed real quick and we take the pie and the wine outside and try to salvage this date?”

It was probably a good idea, considering the inside of his house still smelled like smoke. “On the swing?” I asked hopefully. The swing reminded me of my parents’ house.

“The swing or I have some furniture out on the back patio, too. Your choice.”

“The swing.”

“Sounds good. Why don’t you head on out there and I’ll be right down?” He pressed a quick kiss to my cheek and took a step back.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CAMDEN

My alarm went off far too early.I shut it off and placed a hand behind my head, staring up at the ceiling. Last night was the best date I’d ever had. Even with all the shit that happened. I chuckled as I thought about the lasagna I threw away, the glass dish and all. I wasn’t about to clean that fucking mess up. I’d have to run to the store and pick up a new one for my mom.

Stephanie and I sat on the porch swing for over two hours, talking and laughing. Everything I learned about her made me like her that much more. To be completely honest, she knocked me flat on my ass. I hoped we would click when it was just the two of us, but what I got was so much more. She’s willing to give us a shot, but we had to move slowly. She’d hinted at her douchebag ex being the reason, but nothing more.

She promised to give me the full story one day but wasn’t there yet. I didn’t want to push and would go as slow as she wanted, just as long as I got some of her time.Or all of her time.Whichever. When we finished the apple pie, I walked her down to her car and kissed her softly. It was nothing like the kiss we shared in the living room, but it lit up my world, regardless.

Stephanie had surprised the hell out of me when she pressed her lips to mine in the kitchen. It was a move I hadn’t expected and I froze like a fool. When I finally pulled my head out of my ass, she’d made it halfway to the front door. Just thinking about the way her body moved against mine as I pressed her against the wall had my dick hardening under the sheets. Slipping my hand down my torso and under the waistband of my briefs, I wrapped my hand around my stiff cock, stroking it.

I could still feel the way her hips gyrated against me when I bit her bottom lip. I jacked my hand faster, imagining her small hand wrapped around me. My hip thrusted as I pictured her between my legs. Her bright blue eyes peered up at me as she wrapped her perfect pink lips around the head of my cock and sucked. My abs clenched as the base of my spine tingled. My release hit hard. My seed covered my hand and stomach.

Shit.

Just thinking about Stephanie had me going off like a damn horny teenager. Sure, she’d starred in almost all of my fantasies for the last year, but now I knew what it felt like to hold her in my arms. Her gorgeous ass in my palms. Her tits pressed tightly against my chest.

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