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“What?” she asked, eyes lit up like she had to know the rest.
“Well, I don’t know if you want to hear this part.”
“Just tell me,” she said teasingly. “Does it have to do with a strip club or something. No, wait…a prostitute? Oh please don’t tell me it was a prostitute.” A little giggle slipped past her lips.
If that was what she was thinking then what I had to say wasn’t going to be bad in comparison.
“No, there was no strip club or prostitute. But the woman I took back to my motel did take all of my money. Like all of it. I was shit out of luck when I woke up in the morning.”
Then I waited. Because I couldn’t imagine that was a lovely image I’d put in her head.
“She took your money?!”
And there she went again, surprising me in the most fantastic way possible.
“Yep,” I said as I popped thep. “First, and only one-night stand and it only proved to me that I knew better. I was in a weird place and maybe a bit desperate for some kind of connection. That is the best explanation I can come up with. Oh, and I might have been a bit drunk. I tend to do some crazy things when I’m three sheets to the wind.”
I let out a short laugh thinking about some of those things.
“Anyway,” I went on not elaborating about anything else I happened to be thinking. “My plan was to drive until I ran out of gas, try to find a job, and figure it out then. Only, I didn’t make it that far. My bike broke down in this small ass town called Moon Hill, and that was where I found the Steel Paragons. They took me in and I felt like I’d found my place. That was also where I met Chris.”
Her chin rested on my chest as she smiled at me.
All out of words, I pulled her up and kissed the hell out of her.
I liked sharing my past with her. It wasn’t like it was some big secret full of heartache and sadness at every turn, but it was still what had shaped me into the man I was. Most days I rather liked that man. And by the way Cami looked at me all the time, I think she liked that man too.
“I need to feed you,” I said right after her stomach let out a loud grumble. “So far I’m failing at this boyfriend thing,” I joked.
At the magic “B” word, she did a sharp inhale. I chuckled at how cute she was. She pinched my side and her face scrunched up in the most adorable way.
“Um, and what if I don’t want a boyfriend? I mean, you didn’t even ask me,” she said and because she had a huge smile on her face, I knew she was playing with me.
I leaned up on my arm and stared down at her, my eyes soft as I looked into hers.
“Camille Elizabeth Benson, will you go steady with me?” I asked, and yes I remembered her full name from when I’d looked at her license when I ended up hiring her. Then I flashed her my biggest smile, showing those dimples that always seemed to catch her attention every time they made their presence known.
“You and those…fuckingdimples. Every time. You could ask me to do anything and as long as you gave me those, I would be powerless to say no.”
Her finger came up and she poked one. Strange as it was, I had been waiting a long time for her to do that because I could see it every time I smiled, that was what she was envisioning doing in her head. And it wasn’t just her. Apparently, the dimples did it for just about every girl I’d run into. I wasn’t all for using them to my advantage usually, but now that I knew they were her weakness, you could bet your sweet ass that she’d be seeing them all the damn time.
“Alright, we need to get up and showered. Then you need to tell me what you want to eat. Do you think your sister is home or can we streak-it to the bathroom?”
She giggled and slapped my chest.
“I don’t know. It’s up to you if you want to chance it or not.”
“Eh, fuck it. Come on.” I jumped off the bed then scooped her up into my arms. Then took off out of the room and down the hall as fast as I could.
Turned out her sister wasn’t there. Which was good because I was sure the tiles that lined the entire bathroom only magnified the moans and screams coming out of Cami as I pinned her up against the wall and took her yet again.
I couldn’t keep my hands off of her, but it didn’t seem like she minded one single bit. I wasn’t going to lie, she felt amazing and even though my dick was a little sore, I didn’t want to stop. I could only imagine how her pussy was feeling, but she didn’t so much as breathe a word of protest as I pushed my way inside her and gave it to her quick and hard.
I didn’t want this day to end, but I knew that there was nothing I could do about it.
The next morning, I woke up tangled in Cami. As I lifted my head and looked at the bedside clock, I sighed knowing it was time. I had a shop to open and before that, I needed to run by the clubhouse and check in with Iron. I’d sent him a text letting him know where I was and I was sure if he needed me he would have called. But with everything that had happened, I still wanted to touch base.
“Beautiful,” I said softly as I lightly shook her dead-to-the-world body. Yeah, I’d worn her out, and I was smiling about it. “Cami, time to get up.”
