Page 4 of Resolutions

“Cam, come on, we're waiting for you!” Michael's voice rang through the house.

“Better go—you're being paged.” I raised my eyebrows and tilted my head before turning and taking a step away.

“Mel.” Cameron said.

Looking back, I told him, “Your guests are waiting,” and shooed him off with my hands. Turning to the ladies I'd been heading toward; I saw all eyes were on me.

“You can talk about anything other than what an ass Michael is, because after that debacle outside, there's no doubt he's thedefinition of an ass. And I'm marrying the one who poo-poo's it. Men!” I said, grabbing cheese and crackers.

“Total ass.”

“He's a prick pulling that shit. Cameron only poo-poo's it because he doesn't know what else to do.”

“Michael gives me the willies. Have you noticed he's always watching? Let's stay as far from him tonight as we can. Deal?”

We all echoed, “Deal!”

“I feel like whacking something,” I said, muscles tight with tension. “Wanna play croquet?”

Everyone agreed, and we headed outside, leaving Michael's disruption behind us. At least for now.

Chapter 2

Cameron

By the looks of my house this morning, I can see the party was an epic success. Luckily, everyone left last night. I'm not feeling horrible, nothing a couple of aspirin and a large glass of water won't help take care of. After walking through the house and yard, I see we don't really have a lot of cleanup today. I saw my sisters-in-law cleaning up things last night. They are so good to Mel and me. Thinking of Melanie, I walk back into the house and head to what will be our bedroom, where she is still asleep.

Taking off my shirt, I climb back into bed. I pull her into my arms and take in a deep breath of her hair; it smells like suntan lotion. She says it's paradise coconut, but it's just the beach to me.

“Why are you sniffing me?” Melanie asks in a sleepy voice.

“Because you smell wonderful, like a tropical beach, just like where we'll be spending our honeymoon,” I say into her hair.

“Great, wait and sniff there. I'm sleeping.”

“I'm wide awake. I walked the house and yard and there doesn't look like much to clean up, thanks to Debbie and Connie.” I kiss the back of her head.

“They are a dream. Remind me to tell them thank you when I get up.” Melanie enunciates the “when I get up,” part.

“You should wake up. Mom will be here in a while to pick you up. And we wanted to eat first.”

“She isn't coming till this afternoon and I'm not hungry yet,” Melanie says, yawning.

“Well, then maybe there's something we can do to help work up an appetite.” I sweep her hair aside and kiss her neck.

“Cameron, I'm sleeping,” she whines at me.

“Ah, okay.” I kiss her ear and bring my hand up to her breast, slowly massaging it. I know when waking up, Melanie likes things slowly until she's turned on and ready.

Maneuvering her so her back is flat against my chest, I slide my other hand under her, taking her other breast, matching the massaging movements of my other hand.

“Cameron, are you really wanting to do this now?” she says into her pillow, which she brought with her when I slid my arm under her.

Bringing my pelvis close to her ass, I rub my hard cock back and forth. Even through the clothing, she can feel how hard I already am.

“I guess that's a yes,” Melanie giggles quietly. “I thought we were going to sleep in. What brought that on this early?”

Kissing her ear, I run my tongue over her lobe, then lean close and whisper directly into it.

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