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“She already is. Good night, Stacey.” Cam called over his shoulder as he walked up the stairs to the master bedroom, leaving her behind.

“Good night, you two.” Humor laced her words.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

CAMDEN

“Good Morning.”I pressed a kiss to Stephanie’s bare shoulder. A hum left her throat, but she didn’t open her eyes.

Rolling her onto her back, I grazed my lips over hers. She squinted one eye open and looked at me. “What time is it?” Yawning, she stretched her arms over her head.

“Just after seven.”

“You have to leave for work soon?” She eyed my uniform.

I nodded. It sucked when we didn’t have the same schedules, but we’d been making it work. “Yeah, but I wanted to show you the project we were working on yesterday.”

Both eyes popped open. “Oh, I love surprises.”

“Come with me.” I chuckled and stood from the bed, holding my hand out for her to take. After I carried her upstairs last night, we spent half the night tangled up in each other. Just thinking about her taste made my cock press against my zipper.

She plucked my t-shirt off the floor and slid it over her head. Her brown hair had a just fucked look about it that made my chest swell with pride. I was lucky to be the one she allowed to touch her.

The one to make her look likethat.

Once in the kitchen, I handed her the cup of coffee I had pre-made for her. I paused when we reached the double doors that led out to the back patio.

“Close your eyes.” I stood, my back to the door, blocking her path.

Her nose scrunched up adorably but did as I asked. Lacing our fingers together, I opened the door, pulling her out onto the back deck. The Missouri humidity hit me directly in the face. Even the early morning was brutal. Luckily, it should start to cool down in a couple of weeks.

“Damn, it’s hot,” Stephanie said as she pulled her hand from mine. She didn’t open her eyes as she expertly tied her hair up off her neck. Given the opening, I buried my face in the crook of her neck, placing a lingering kiss. She grabbed the back of my head, her fingers tickling my hair as she moved to give me more access. A small moan escaped her as I reached the sensitive patch of skin that always turned her on.

“If you don’t stop that, I’m going to drag you back up the stairs.”

I stepped back. Her small hands dropped from my chest. “Fine.”

“Don’t sound so disappointed.”

“Anytime I can’t be inside of you is disappointing.”

Blindly reaching for me, her fingers barely connecting with my vest. “We have time for a quicky. I’m not wearing any underwear,” she teased.

“Fuck.” I groaned. Unable to help myself, I stepped into her space. My hand moved to the silky smooth leg and continued until it connected with her bare ass. “You don’t play fair.” I tapped her butt one time before pulling away again. If I didn’t, I would take her right here on the deck and I didnotwant my neighbors to see her naked.

Moving behind her, I directed her toward the railing.

“Are you going to throw me over?” She put her hands out in front of her as she walked.

“I would never hurt you,” I said seriously.

“I know.”

“Okay. You ready?” She nodded. “Open your eyes.”

She covered her mouth as she stared at the backyard. Sitting against the privacy fence was a four-poster wooden gazebo. There was a short L-shaped patio couch with navy cushions and a few blue throw pillows. On the other side, hanging from the top of the gazebo was a cushioned teardrop swing.

“Cam.” She didn’t look at me before she rushed barefoot down the stairs. I kept up with her as she practically jogged to the newly built structure. Stephanie immediately sat on the swing and looked up at me. “How did you do all of this? It’s exactly like I pictured.”

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