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Maribel

I can’t stop dancing as I cover the seat to be able to pee. I get it covered just in time. The conversation and laughter had been too good to interrupt to excuse myself to go to the restroom.

I was grateful when Cam said he had to go. I relieve myself and roll my eyes in my head as I do. God, this feels good.

I was going to burst if I didn’t go when I did. I smile as I go to finish my business. Cam is such a fun person. At first, I thought it was weird that his father got a box for just him and his brother.

I had reservations when he texted earlier, asking me to come along. However, not wanting to spend Christmas alone overrode all those thoughts. I’m glad it did.

Not thinking about all the other things going on in my life for the night has been good for me. I’ve laughed and smiled and felt joy just like you’re supposed to on the holidays. I wish my life was like this all the time.

When I step out of the bathroom, there are some guys in the box. I think nothing of it at first. Maybe Cam invited some of his other friends. That would make sense after that near kiss last night, or should I say early this morning.

“Hey, sugar. Don’t you look sweet,” one of the guys says.

I take a closer look at those guys, and I don’t think they’re friends of Cam’s at all. One is helping himself to the wings while another is sucking down beer like he’s just stepped out of the desert.

“I’m sorry, but were you invited in here?” I say as I look around at the four guys in our booth.

I’ve heard of box crashers in New York. I wouldn’t put it past folks here in Texas. People will people just about anywhere.

The guy scoffing down the wings looks me over. I glare back at him. However, it’s the one who spoke that moves to get right up in my face.

“Sure, we were. The Perrys told us to come right on in and have a bite. Didn’t know we were going to get a sweet thing like you too,” he purrs while one of the other guys goes to the door and locks it.

I remember Perry being printed outside the room when we arrived so it would be easy for them to know the name of the party renting this box tonight. I take a step back from the guy standing in front of me as I piece together what’s going on here. He reaches out and grabs me by the arm.

I go to shove him, but Cam comes out of nowhere and grabs the guy by the shoulder before he knocks him out. The guy falls to the ground, looking stiff.

Then all hell breaks loose. The other three guys try to jump Cam, but Cam keeps swinging. He’s doing just fine on his own, but where I’m from, you don’t stand there and watch your friend get jumped.

I tap one of the guys on the shoulder and when he turns to swing on me, I duck and come up with a two-piece.

My hits land with precision. A jab to his face and then an uppercut to his jaw. He doesn’t drop right away, being a bigger dude, so I go for another combo.

However, before I can land my attack, he pops me with a good one in the face. I could have ducked it, but I was already in motion to throw a punch and stupidly left my face open. I can feel it throbbing, but I ignore it and get to work on his ass.

Two to the body as I duck low, then I come up for another uppercut. This time, he folds like a bag of potato chips. I don’t take time to admire my work as the other two are still trying to attack Cam.

However, as I go to help, Cam lays one guy out and puts the other in a naked choke hold. Once he drops the guy to the floor after he puts him to sleep, he rushes to pull me into his arms.

“Are you all right? What happened?”

“I came out of the bathroom and they were in here. I thought maybe you knew them and had invited more friends to join us, but then something didn’t seem right. You came out as they locked the door and were about to try something,” I say.

“Fuck, I’m sorry. Let me call security and get someone in here.”

Cameron rushes to unlock the door and steps halfway out the door to call for help. Tell me why I’m not surprised when I end up in cuffs along with the guys who tried to attack me.

Cam is fuming as he tries to tell them I’m his guest. No one will listen to him, and soon he’s in cuffs too. Damn, this guy has a temper.

I probably could have de-escalated the situation without his help if he wasn’t losing his shit. Instead, I learned that you don’t mess with what’s Cam’s. Tonight, I belonged to Cam—as he made so very clear.

Yay, Merry Christmas, everyone.

CHAPTER 18

My Daddy

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