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“Cam,” she breathes. “Kiss me.”

Releasing her nipple, I trail my lips across her chest, up her neck and over her jaw before covering her mouth with mine. Emerson slides her hands down my back until she’s gripping my ass, urging me to go deeper, harder.

Bending my knees, I straighten my arms so I’m hovering over her. Our eyes lock on each other’s as I pump into her, harder, faster until I feel her clench around me.She’s going to come again.And this time, I’m gonna come with her.

“Keep your eyes open, Emerson. I wanna see you come, and I want you to see me. See what you do to me.”

Her mouth falls open with a silent cry as she clenches around me and her eyes glaze over in ecstasy. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

* * *

“I told my mother about us,” she informs me as I walk her out to her car.

“What’d she say?”

“She’s worried about Liam, and to be honest, I am, too. I don’t want to hurt him, or anyone. Especially Jay. I like being with you, Cam. I like what we have, but we have to decide if it’s worth hurting others.”

“I told my mother about us, too.”

“Cam,” she groans. “She’s probably so angry with me.”

“She’s not angry with either of us. She’s worried that I’ve gotten myself in over my head, but I disagree. I like to think I’m a smart guy and patient. As long as I know there’s a chance for us, I’ll wait.”

“What about Elizabeth?”

“I don’t care what my sister thinks.”

“Well just so you know, I extended the olive branch and invited Elizabeth and Mike to the dinner party tomorrow night.”

“And?”

“They declined.”

“That’s unfortunate, because it’s Zach she’s hurting. It pisses me off that she can’t set aside her feelings for one night for her son.”

Just then, Zach whips his Jeep into the driveway and hops out. “What’s up, lovebirds,” he says with an eye roll before slamming the door and heading inside.

“What’s his problem? Shouldn’t he be out celebrating their win?” I ask.

“He’s mad that we’re making him keep a secret from Jay.”

“I feel bad about that.”

“He’ll get over it.”

* * *

I’m awakened by the sound of the front door closing, followed by the click of the deadbolt. I blink my eyes open in the dark room illuminated only by the TV.I must’ve fallen asleep on the couch.

I squint, zeroing in on the figure tiptoeing through the living room carrying a duffel bag. “Logan?”

“Shit. You’re awake?” he whispers.

“What are you doing here?”

He plops down on the opposite sofa and drapes his forearms over his thighs. “I’m just here for the weekend. I need my dad’s help with some legal stuff, but I didn’t want to be railed with questions by my mom in the middle of the night.”

“Everything okay?”

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