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“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. I just meant that we both…” he trails off, and I turn to see why. When I look up into his beautiful blue eyes, I’m completely mesmerised. “Fuck, I’ve missed you.” He leans down, his lips brushing against mine. Oh, my god, he tastes divine. For a few seconds I get lost in the kiss, and then my senses come back to me. I push him away.

“No, that’s not fair. Don’t do that. You lied, Ryder.”

“No, I omitted the truth.”

“Yeah, but like I told you once before, a lie by omission is still a lie, Ryder.

“Yes, and I told you that sometimes people lie to protect the ones they love, Cam.” He lets that statement hang in the air. And as the sound of the water rushing down the cliff fills the air, and a breeze rustles the long grass, I realise what he’s trying to say. I shake my head in disbelief, then I close my eyes and try to remember everything that Hayley told me. I let Hayley’s voice fill my head, and I’m so lost trying to calm myself down that I almost miss Ryder’s next words.

“I love you, Cam.” I feel him as he steps closer, but I keep my eyes closed, scared to open them. “I love you. I love you. I fucking love you, Camryn Moore,” he shouts the last one, and I open my eyes to find him with his head thrown back, arms out wide as he shouts it again and again. I start to laugh, then look around as I start to worry someone will hear us. I slap my hand over his mouth, startling him. He knocks my hand away and tries to shout again, but I reach up gripping his shirt in my hand and slam my mouth over his.

Ryder lifts me up, and I wrap my legs around him as he carries me back to the blanket. Our mouths fused together and tongues warring with each other. I suck his bottom lip, biting down as a growl leaves him.

Laying me on the blanket, I immediately reach for the button on his jeans, desperate to feel him inside me, when his hand stops me, and it’s like deja vu. When my eyes lock with his, I can see the question there. He’s waiting, wanting me to tell him I want this. He grinds his pelvis against my core, and I lift my head up in ecstasy of the friction it causes.

“Tell me,” he growls, grinding into me again. “I need to know, Cam. I can’t do this if you’re going to walk away. It almost killed me to leave you in that hospital, to not call you, hear your voice, to not be able to touch you or kiss you. So many times I reached for my phone, but I knew I needed to give you space.”

“I’m sorry.” I see the dejection in his eyes. “But I needed to sort my own head out, forgive myself and learn to love me again before I could let someone else do the same.” I kiss his lips, and I know he thinks I’m saying goodbye but I’m not. “I love you too, Ryder.” His eyes fly to mine instantly with hope that he heard me correctly returning. When I nod letting him know he heard right, he almost snaps me in two he squeezes me so hard.

His kiss is ferocious, just like him, and I give myself over to it. I forget where we are and within seconds, he has me naked and spread out before him. As he sits back on his heels, I run my hands over his abs as his lust filled eyes rake over my body, and it sends a shiver over me.

“You’re so fucking hot. I’ve missed this and,” he says, running a finger through my soaking wet folds, “I’ve missed tasting this.” He slips his finger into his mouth sucking my juices off. He undoes his jeans, pulling his cock free and precum glistens on the tip. I reach out a hand, running my finger over it, then bringing it to my mouth and moan as the salty taste hits my tongue.

Ryder fists his hard cock, running his hands up and down the shaft, and without taking his eyes off me he leans forward swiping his tongue the length of my pussy.

“Fucking divine.” Is all he says before feasting on my pussy till I’m writhing and screaming out his name. As I come down from my orgasm, I watch Ryder licking his lips, not wanting to miss one drop. “And I’ve missed this too,” he says, as he thrusts his hips forward, ramming into me.

Bringing his lips to mine as he falls over the top of me, caging me in. He eases back out and in again slowly, and it’s torturous, agonising pleasure. Ryder continues the pace until we are both on the very edge and then he speeds up, pumping in and out before we both fall over the edge.

This time those three little words don’t hang in the air, they ring out, echoing around us.

Epilogue

Three months later

“Can someone get the door, please,” I shout out, as I pull the quiches from the oven. Feet pounding down the hall tells me someone heard me. I place the hot tray on the trivet as arms wrap around my waist, and Ryder places little kisses all along my neck.

“Hmmm. You smell delicious. How about you and I disappear upstairs, and I’ll just eat you, no one will even know we’re gone,” he whispers. I tilt my head giving him better access as he continues kissing, biting and sucking. No doubt leaving more marks on me. The man is a territorial beast and knowing that there will be other guys here today meant last night Ryder made sure everyone knows I belong to him. Despite the shit ton of concealer I used, you can still see the love bites.

“As much as that sounds like a really great idea, no. Your mum and dad will be here soon, and I still have more food to get ready.” Pulling his hands from my waist I move to the fridge. He groans behind me, and I turn, giving him a quick kiss. “Go, drink, mingle and be merry,” I tell him, turning my attention back to the mountain of food in this gigantic fridge.

We’re at his house in Surrey, and it’s a fucking mansion. The first time he brought me here I almost died. I thought Seb’s house was big, but it’s got nothing on Ryder’s. Some might suggest that these guys are overcompensating for the lack of size in other areas. Obviously, I can’t talk for Rick, or Seb really, although I did walk in on him in the shower, but anyway, it’s not true in Ryder’s case.

The barbecue was my idea, and I’m suddenly regretting it. I thought it would be great to bring everyone together. But now the butterflies have started, and I’m hit by a wave of nausea.

Max runs passed me as Seb chases him through the kitchen into the garden, and Max’s laughter rings out, bringing a smile to my face.

Over the last three months, Ryder and I have spent a lot of time with Rick, Max and even Seb. I finally feel like my life is back on track and as it should be. In fact, I’ve never been happier, and I often wonder how stupid I would have been to let Ryder slip through my fingers.

Seb flies past me, Max now chasing him, and I have to lift the tray of drinks I’m carrying above my head before they end up in a sticky mess all over the floor. As I place the tray of drinks on the counter, I hear the front door open and close before heels click down the hall.

“Hey. Slow down you two,” I shout, as they run past me again. “God, bloody big kid,” I mutter to myself. Well, I thought it was to myself.

“You’re not wrong there,” comes my best friend’s voice behind me. I spin around, stepping forwards and giving her a hug. “You look amazing,” Jamie says, as she steps back taking me in.

The last three months have been immensely difficult for her. The shit with her parents has caused no end of trouble, and now she’s not talking to her mum at all. Turns out it wasn’t her dad that was having an affair but her mum.

Before I get a chance to reply, Seb runs into the room, skidding to a halt when he sees Jamie there. And there’s another cause of her trouble.

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