Page 109 of Cam Girl

“You might think you’re hard to love, but you’re only looking for evidence of the story you tell yourself in your mind. Trust me. I do the same thing.” I draw in a deep breath filled with the scent of him.

“Stop,” Tase says with agroan.

“You’re not hard to love,” I insist, “if you let yourself be loved. It’s that simple.”

“You’re speaking from personal experience again?”

I want to see his face and when I turn, we’re both sharing the same small smile.

“Go home. Have dinner. Make Soren do something for you. I’ll be bringing paperwork home once this dinner is done, so don’t worry about me. I’ll have plenty of company.”

“I never worry about you,” I admit. “You have it covered.”

He offers to walk me to my car, because he’s nicer than he thinks he is. But I decline his offer. No need to make him late for his dinner just because I’m nervous about walking a few blocks to where I parked the car.

He doesn’t need to know that, and besides, there are still people in the streets milling around. I’m being foolish.

But after a few strides, the sensation of being watched is back. Every part of me prickles like I’m exposed.

This isn’t normal.

Once the creepy feelings have settled in, it’s impossible to get rid of them. The sensation follows me down the block. Instead of waiting to be grabbed, waiting for the boogeyman to show itself, I run the rest of the way and throw myself into the driver’s seat. Locking the door, sealing myself inside.

But I can't stop shaking. I might not be able to locate the source of the feeling but I swear someone is out there. Ready to make a move when I least expect it and ground me into dust.

How can I fight someone I can’t see?

Chapter 25

Aiden

It’s a fucking glorious morning and, like the movie said, it makes me sick.

My breaths burst small and white in front of my face. The sun is scorching but there’s a distinct chill in the air. The still lake waters practically beg me to dive in and give myself a heart attack with the shock of cold.

I’m seriously considering it.

There’s no sense getting worked up over what two other consenting adults do.

The moment I think about last night, my hands curl into fists and I pound them on the arms of the Adirondack chair. I barely got any sleep last night.

I was awake when Gilli left for work this morning, her long hair braided down her back and a loose grin on her face, one of the first genuine smiles I’ve seen on her and I've watched her a lot.

Damn it.

Would it have been different ifI’dtaken the cell phone into her room to show her the video? IfI’dbeen the one to confront her?

I’ve never gotten this upset before when Soren finds awoman to sleep with. It’s his business, not mine, even if we’re sharing.

But this time he’s taken a step over the line he himself drew in the sand. He told Tase and me not to lay a finger on Gilli and then he goes and fucks her without consequence.

He followed her into her room and didn’t come out for hours. Leaving me and Tase in the living room with our thumbs up our asses and trying to ignore the muffled sounds of her screams. The good kind, not the terrorized kind.

The kind where a woman is pleasured and filled with cock.

He’s got a lot of goddamn nerve.

We've had our arguments in the past. Most of the time, we’d beat the shit out of each other and go back to being friendly at the end of the day. This time, I want to hurt him until I get answers. Like why he suddenly gets a free pass when he expects us to stay away.

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