Page 112 of Hard Rock Sin
"August texted to say he's on his way," Noah told us.
Cameron perked up. "And then food?"
I laughed. "Yes, when August gets here we can have food."
My boyfriend fist pumped the air, forgetting he had dishes in his arms. They wobbled and almost came crashing to the ground. Jen and Noah steadied them at the last second.
"Why don't we go put these on the table?" Jen pushed half the plates into Noah's hands and ushered him into the dining room.
Cameron barely noticed, still overly excited about the prospect of food.
"You're acting like you hadn't eaten in years," I said.
"I've had no appetite since you moved out," Cameron said mournfully. "I'm wasting away."
"You're over at my place every day," I said with a laugh.
"It's not the same."
I nodded thoughtfully. "Things do seem different."
Cameron cocked his head. "Bad different?"
I smiled at him. "No. Good different. I finally feel like I'm my own person. I don't just feel like Noah's sister or your girlfriend. I feel… like Lily Hart. Moving out of the mansion was a good decision for me."
Cameron gave me a considering look. "You don't want to move back in, do you?"
I looked down at the counter, busying myself with wiping it down. "I just… don't think it's the best place for me to be. Not yet."
"Good."
I looked up at Cameron, confused. "Good?"
He nodded. "I'm selling it."
I blinked. "Selling… the mansion?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"Seemed like the thing to do," he said breezily.
I put down the towel I'd been cleaning with. "Cameron…"
His expression turned serious. "It's not just about you. I've been thinking about it for a long time. This place is pretty big for only one person. And you're right." He smirked. "It's pretty embarrassing for a grown man to still be living at home."
"Who says you're a grown man?" I replied automatically.
He raised an eyebrow and stalked towards me with a carnal grin. "Angel, you really need me to show you how much of a man I am? 'Cause I'll do it, right here and now."
He backed me up against the counter, hips pressed into mine. I flushed, but allowed it. If Noah walked in, let him growl. I'd seen worse with him and Jen.
"How will you throw all those raging house parties?" I asked.
"I guess I won't."
I faked a gasp of shock. "No more famous Cameron Thorne parties? How will we survive?"
