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“That’s disgusting.” I’d need bleach to scrub the mental image out of my mind. “She’d never go for him.”

His throaty, deep chuckle came through the line. “That’s not really the point.”

Fine, he was right. “I’m sorry, this is all happening, and now you keep saying we’re dating and people in town are talking and looking at me, and for so long you’ve just been a dream, and?—”

“What kind of dream?” Cameron asked. The anxiety in my chest popped like a balloon with the rumble in his voice. “Not one of those cooking ones, right?”

Chapter 19

Cameron

Ava went silent, and I grinned into the phone. I’d debated FaceTiming her but chose the phone call. There was a chance she’d be more honest if she couldn’t see me. I was actually surprised she opened up to me about her work. Not at all surprised she was pissed I called Isaiah. I figured using Lydia as an example would get her to see my perspective.

I wasn’t expecting talking to her for so long to be so easy, and I definitely wasn’t expecting her to pepper me with so many questions about my life, my practices, and my teammates.

I definitely wasn’t expecting her to admit to me being her dream.

“You know what I mean, Cam,” she finally said, but there was a tremor in her voice that could only be nerves.

I readjusted the pillows behind me in my bed. As soon as I got home, I took a quick shower and climbed into bed in nothing more than my boxer shorts. Which was a dumb idea considering I’d been hard since she answered the phone. The boxers kept my dick contained, though, where it’d stay, at least for the time being.

“Not sure I do, Sunshine. Wanna elaborate?”

I needed her honesty. Her openness. I needed her to tell me she was scared or pissed. We couldn’t do this if I was the only one pushing for it. I knew it’d take time, but I needed something.

“I’ve had a crush on you since I was thirteen, and don’t tell me you didn’t know that. It’s been years, and no matter how hard I tried not to like you or get over you, I couldn’t. So yeah, you were a dream, but now it’s all going so fast and you’re spending the night and people are looking at me, and… shit. I don’t know. It’s just fast.”

I wasn’t slowing down, either. I planned to keep us moving forward.

“I didn’t know you’d had a crush on me that long.”

She scoffed. “Right. Did you think I just happened to start a stuttering problem when you turned fifteen and got all those muscles?”

I laughed at how irritated she sounded, and I imagined her blushing at the admission. I had noticed her occasional stutter, but it wasn’t until I was a couple years older that the fact she blushed every time I looked her way made her crush obvious.

Fuck it. I shoved my hand beneath my waistband and grabbed hold of my hard length. “I used to have to jerk off after seeing you, all that blushing you did made me so damn hard.”

“Cameron.” My name was a rasp and it sounded sexy as hell.

I didn’t let up. “Tell me something.”

There was a pause, a rustling sound, and, hell, I hoped she was climbing into her bed. “Anything,” she finally said.

My balls tightened as she said it. “Where are you?”

“I um… I just climbed into my bed.”

Perfect. “Even better. Grab one of your toys I know you got hidden somewhere.”

“I don’t… I… did you snoop?”

Her irritation only made me harder. “No, Sunshine. You’re sexy as hell, and your ass and hips are built for a good, hard fucking, and my guess has been, trust me, I’ve thought about this more than I should, that there was no way Kip was doing the job you needed, so I figured you had them to finish what he couldn’t.”

“Holy shit, Cam.”

“Am I wrong?”

Not that I liked the visual of her with another guy. But Kip was Kip. He was a guy, but not the man she needed.

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