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I blink. “Don’t be. I want it. You’re really fucking hot.”
“God,” he groans. “You drive me up the wall, Camden Cooper.” And his mouth is on mine again.
Only this time, he’s in charge of the kiss. I battle back, but he takes over, and fuck. There’s something hot about him being the aggressor. I’m not used to that.
But I could get used to it. Very easily.
I cup his ass, and he grinds into me, and I shift so I’m lying on the couch the long way and he’s straddling me for real. He snakes a hand under my shirt and tweaks one of my nipples, tugging on the piercing, which makes me gasp. I can’t seem to get enough of kissing him. He’s the right size. He fits in my hands. I like the way he feels, and I love the way he tastes. I just want to be with him.
I’m also aware that I’m painfully turned on.
“Pretty damned sure I’m not so straight,” I mutter.
“Oh, god,” he whispers.
We break apart. “I think we need to go to dinner,” I say.
“Nooooo,” he whines.
“I know.” I grimace. “I don’t want to see them, either.”
“It’s not that.” He gestures between us. “I want …” He sighs and looks at his watch. “Never mind. We need to leave, or we’ll be late.”
With one more kiss, we pick ourselves up and go.
CHAPTER11
Camden
When Shelby and I walk into the main dining room of the restaurant—well, Shelby walks; I swing my body on crutches—my mom stands up at the table and gasps.
“Camden Edward Cooper! What happened to you?”
I sit down next to her and stash the crutches. “I got married.”
Her double take is comical. “What?” she shrieks, loud enough that the whole restaurant turns to look at her.
“Mom, meet Shelby Borchard.” I pause. “My husband.”
Mom looks back and forth between us, wondering if I’m pulling her leg.
Shelby holds out his hand to shake. She stares at it, then glances over at mine, seeing our rings. Then she pulls him in tight for a hug. “Your … husband? I’m so confused.” She blinks a few times and holds Shelby out to look at him. “I’m so glad to meet you, Shelby. I had no idea Camden was dating anyone.”
“Or bisexual,” Charlie pipes up.
Reyna shoves him.
Sitting on the far side of my brother, my dad also looks confused. “Well, congratulations to the newlyweds,” he finally says, heartily. He gets up to shake Shelby’s hand. “Welcome to the Cooper family.”
They order champagne for the table, which I shouldn’t have because of the pain relievers, but I have a sip anyway.
“I must say,” Mom says, after we settle in and order food, “I wasn’t expecting you to bemarried. Or even have a significant other. I wanted to know aboutthis.” She gestures at the boot on my foot and the crutches.
“I hurt my foot on a job,” I say. It’s somewhere close to true. Next door to true?
“Oh, honey. I’m so sorry.”
“He was a real hero,” Shelby says. “I saw him.”
