Page 63 of Be Mine Forever

Cam pulled her hand down, forcing her to let him see. The porch light highlighted the confusion on his face.

“So hearing that didn’t scare you off?”

“After all these years, you think that is what will finally rid you of me?”

Cam pulled her onto his lap and set the swing in motion with one foot.

“Does it look like I’m trying to get rid of you?” Cam kissed the top of her head and laced their fingers together. “So you’re not scared I might bite you? Like lose control and hurt you if we…”

“Whenwe, buddy. I’ll overheat like a radiator if we don’t soon.” She smiled when his chuckle rumbled through her back. “And I’m the opposite of scared.” She hid her face in the crook of his neck. “I hightailed it out of there because I was so turned on by the thought of you biting my ass.”

Cam pulled back so fast she almost fell off the swing.

“Are you shitting me?” His eyes widened, his mouth hanging open a bit. “Jo, we are a dangerous combination.”

“Let’s live on the edge together, then.”

“You’re into knife play, too? That’s a relief. I thought it’d be a problem.”

Jo went stiff and glanced by increments until she reached his face. Geesh. Knives!

The laugh he apparently couldn’t hold back bounced off the trees in the quiet around them.

“I’m just kidding, baby. I’m not into knives.”

Breath deflated Jo’s chest.

“Whatareyou into?”

He cocked his head to the side, running a finger over her cheekbone.

“You.”

“Are you trying to distract me from the conversation we were having by being irresistible?”

“Pretty much.”

“Cam!”

“There’s nothing more to talk about. Now you know what happened. The nightmares. The fact that I’m afraid I’ll lose control and scar you when we finally do it.”

“Did you just say ‘do it’?” Jo laughed and wrinkled her nose. “Are we in high school? Should we also neck in your car or meet under the bleachers?”

“WhatshouldI say?” He leaned forward until the words misted her lips. “When I fuck you? Is that what you want me to say?”

“Is that what you’re going to do to me?”

Say yes. Say yes. Say yes.

The humor seeped from his eyes but didn’t leave them empty. Something Jo recognized as tenderness filled up those eyes that could undo her between blinks without much effort at all.

“I think that what I’m going to do to you, I’ve never done to anyone else. I fully expect to worship you, Jo.”

“I don’t want to be worshipped.”

“Too bad.”

Chapter Twenty

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