Bab 62: Chapter 62

“Fuck me like you would him,” Cameron breathed into my ear. “Show me.”

I flicked the light off and fell on him, holding him as close to my body as my heart could allow.

* * * *

Safe under the cover of darkness, I listened to the water running in the bathroom.

Cameron was reasonable—he’d understand why we’d trespassed this boundary tonight. He’d been too affected by the emotions of the morning, and I’d been tipsy, stupid with self-pity, and horny. I was worrying for nothing. Cam was probably in the bathroom thinking of a way to let me down. He was rehearsing his “it’s not you, it’s me” speech right now. He was young, beautiful, and sweet.

So why was I lying here finding ways to turn him down?

Because Cameron used his body as a conductor only. He tried channeling love and dedication with it. I’d experienced it once more tonight and remembered why we didn’t have very good sexual chemistry, attraction or not. We weren’t couple material.