Page 91 of Treacherous

I discovered Hope was one of those people who had to see something through to the end – which was why we were currently on seasonthreeof the show, and I had a pain in my brain from listening to her imitating the characters accents. But I was thankful toLove/Hatefor distracting my friend from her infatuation with losing her virginity – because I was still pretty hung up on the fact that I'd lost mine tonight to a criminal gang'smuscle…

Jesus Christ I had sex with Noah Messina, and I'd done so on an elevator floor in the fanciest hotel I'd ever stepped foot inside… oh god, my cheeks flamed thinking back – and my toes curled.

"Ugh." Tossing my pillow on the floor I climbed off my makeshift bed and stretched awkwardly. "I need a drink," I whispered. I couldn’t lay there a second longer with my brain tormenting me – throwing images of Noah's face around. I had to move, go… do anything to distract myself.

Hope waved me off. "Help yourself to whatever…" she muttered.

Shaking my head I crept out of Hope's bedroom and down the staircase.

Thankfully someone in the Carter household didn’t seem to like the dark either because the place was lit up like a glowworm. I had to steel myself before I walked into the kitchen and even then I screamed my head off.

"Jesus," I gasped, holding my hand to my chest. "You nearly gave me a heart-attack."

"Sorry, sweetheart," Cam chuckled as he poured himself a cup of coffee. "You want some?"

Cameron's piercing blue eyes locked on thegorgeousshiner I was sporting on my cheekbone curtesy of the big ape wearing the size twelve boots, but thankfully he didn’t ask questions.

"Yeah," I replied as I lowered myself onto a chair and forced myself not to stare at my best-friend's brother like he was a piece of meat. "Thanks."

"How's the foot?" Cam asked as he placed a steaming mug of coffee in front of me before taking the seat opposite mine. "By the way, I reallyamsorry about the whole Ring of Fire thing, Teagan," he added in a surprisingly serious tone of voice.

"It's better – and apology accepted," I told him, looking anywhere but his naked chest. "You're up late – or early…" I shrugged. "Whatever way you want to look at it."

"You heard my mom, didn’t you?" was all he replied in a quiet tone.

"Yeah…I heard her," I said quietly as I studied his rarely troubled face. "But it's not a big deal," I told him, feeling a strange need to comfort the dark haired, bare-chested giant beside me. "Everyone has nightmares, Cam."

"Yeah," he said with a sigh. Curling his fingers around his mug Cam blew into his coffee before taking a sip. "But not everyone haslivedtheir nightmares."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing." Cam shook his head and jerked out of his seat. "Nothing, I'm talking shit… Night, Teegs."

"Goodnight, Cameron." I watched him leave and felt strangely saddened.

Cam turned when he reached the door. "I should warn you." He jerked his thumb in the direction of their lounge. "Lover boy is crashed out on the couch."

I shook my head at a loss.

"Noah," he explained drolly.

"He is?" My heart dropped into my ass and then decided to skyrocket up into my mouth. "Why?"

Cam shrugged casually. "Maybe he has the same reasons for being here as you have."

"What? He wants to have a sleepover with your sister, too?" I asked dryly but my comment backfired when a huge swell of jealousy rose inside of me.

"You're a spunky little thing, aren’t you?" Cam mused fondly as he scratched his bare chest, eyes twinkling with mischief.

A thought popped into my head all of a sudden and my head snapped up. "Do you know much about his family?"

Cam's brow burrowed. "Whose family?"

"Noah's." I rolled my eyes with impatience. "Do you?"

Cam sighed heavily. "Teegs, you really shouldn’t…" His voice trailed off and he glanced at the kitchen door before returning to the table.

Returning to the chair he'd vacated, Cam leaned towards me. "I really shouldn’t be discussing this," he said with a sigh as he rubbed his face with his hand. "And with you, of all people."

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