Page 29 of Caught in the Middle

“I don’t think it would be smart,” she said.

“Why not?”

“Because next weekend we fly back home and I’ll be boarding a plane to North Carolina while you head to Missouri.”

“So?” He could see her breath turning shallow. She may look relaxed, but he could feel the tension rolling off of her. Those brown eyes were moments away showing the flames of desire he knew were tempting her.

The thing that made Cam laugh the most was how everyone always deemed him the good guy, the romantic, the commitment type. He had nothing against those things, and indeed he was all of that. However, what people failed to realize was that just because he was all of those, it didn’t mean he didn’t know how to go after what or who he wanted and how to make sure she never forgot his name. And Emma, his name sounded too good coming from those tempting lips to let her forget it.

Instead of waiting for her to think of a better excuse, Cam positioned her with a different question.

“What if this little arrangement causes me to fall for you?” he asked.

She swallowed at that. “No, I’m just new to you. Trust me, anything you could potentially start to feel will wear off by the end of the week. After you’ve put up with me long enough,” she added. “That’s why this,” she waved between them, “Whatever this is, and the flirting, is a bad idea.”

Little did she know how wrong she was, he thought, giving her a small smile. “Okay, Emma.”

She didn’t like how casually he said that. “Don’t do that.”

“Don’t do what?” he asked innocently.

“Act like you heard me but plan to ignore my warning.”

His brow quirked in that way he already knew drove her nuts. “I did hear you.”

She gave him a look that suggested she wasn’t buying it.

“Now tell me what you want so I can order it and you can get changed.” When she sighed in exasperation he added, “Unless you need help getting out of that.”

He couldn’t hold back the devilish grin he tried hiding and she found herself laughing, even as she tossed a t-shirt from her suitcase at him. “You’re an animal,” she replied, scooping up her clothes to change into before heading for the bathroom.

You have no idea, Cam thought smugly.

“Surprise me,” she decided regarding dinner and shut the bathroom door to secure her some space and breathing room from that man and his overbearing testosterone.

If she thought keeping their lies unexposed this week was going to be her biggest challenge, then boy did she think wrong. Because if there was something that tempted Emma more than a good sale, sleek outfit, or once-in-a-lifetime photography trip, it was a cocky man who knew what he was doing in the bedroom.

And something told her that Cam wouldn’t disappoint.

Chapter 12

“Have you done this before?” Cam asked between bites of his eggs.

Emma smeared butter on her pancakes. “Yeah, have you not?”

“No.” He pierced his sausage with his fork. They decided to load up on breakfast this morning because Henry had sent out a group text last night telling everyone to get their rest because he had booked them with ziplining today.

She looked up at him. “Really? That surprises me.”

“Why?” He was thankful they’d fallen back into their normalcy this morning. Last night, after they’d both showered and changed, room service had brought up their food and he could tell Emma was trying to avoid any further conversation. She even went as far as to turn on a movie while they ate.

He had only laughed and let her. However, he did earn an appreciative look of shock when he’d told her they could switch sleeping arrangements for the night. He let her have the bed and he took the couch, though his back and neck were now regretting that decision.

Any thoughts of tantalizing her more were quickly smothered by the sound of her snoring. He’d laughed at how fast she fell asleep after her head hit the pillow.

“I know your friend said you need adventure in your life, but from what I saw in your pictures, it looks like you already have a lot.”

He raised a brow. “And how many times have you looked me up online?”

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