The experience left us both satisfied, not just because of the great sex, but because we became bonded to one another on a whole new level.
He looks over at me and turns my face to look at him. “Do you realize how amazing you are? And I’m not just saying that because of what just happened.” He places a tender kiss on my lips.
“You aren’t so bad yourself.” I don’t take compliments well, so I prefer a little humor.
Still completely naked, we face each other and talk the rest of the night, legs and body interlocked, until we both fall asleep.
Chapter 11
Waking up in his arms may just be the best feeling in the world. I would give anything to stay in this position forever. It boggles my mind how easy being with him is. It’s nothing compared to my previous experience. Never in my mind did I think I would want to be with anyone intimately or even emotionally, but Cam has changed my mind about all of it.
Without the ability to restrain myself, I find my fingertips tracing his abs, admiring his heavenly carved body. Just my touch is enough to wake him up because he looks over at me and smiles. “Good Morning.”
“What do you have planned for today?” His voice is raspy and Oh My God, is it probably the sexiest thing I have ever heard.
“Well, I was supposed to have my economics class, but after talking to Dean White, she told me not to go until they can find his replacement.”
“Breakfast?” He asks as he gets off the bed and starts putting on his pants.
I giggle because I have other plans. I reach over and tug at his pants, that aren’t yet on his hips and pull him back towards the bed. “I know exactly what I want for breakfast.” Just staring at his stunning body has me wanting him inside me all over again. He falls on top of me and we both burst into laughter.
Two of his fingers slide across my lips causing my skin to prickle. His eyes are so full of want and he kisses my neck. His lips move to the sensitive area behind my ear, where I can feel his tongue and teeth on my skin. He lightly bites at my ear lobe and his hands move to cup my breasts. He continues to trail kisses and nibbles down my body. He makes his way to my thighs and his hand slides down to the wetness between my legs. He slips his finger in and finds my clit, but when he moves his mouth there, I’m already so close to climaxing. His tongue laps the folds of my heat and I tremble with pleasure. I pull at his hair and arch into his mouth, which sends me soaring to outer space. “Oh, Cam. That feels so good.” He retrieves a condom from his pocket, tears the foil and slips it on his hardness. He plunges into me and I’m still sensitive from my previous orgasm, so it doesn’t take long before we are both unraveling together, reaching new levels of rapture.
Completely satiated, we lay here with our shimmering bodies tangled in each other and my mind goes directly to the what ifs. I can’t help but wonder how and when this could end. It almost feels that this could all be a dream and if someone pinches me, it will all just disappear. It would be as if he never existed. I’m not sure I can mentally or emotionally prepare myself for it. And frankly, I’m not sure I could even handle it.
I’m just so sick of all the negative in my life and I really just want to enjoy the good even if it is only temporary.
“I really should head out. I have to meet with a lawyer in a couple of hours to discuss what will happen with the trial and what I should expect.” He gets up and leans over to kiss me on the forehead.
I don’t want to move so I just watch him get dressed. And what a view it is. His body is a work of art and it seems unfair that someone can be this gorgeous. Then again, I can’t really say it’s unfair if I just got to experience every inch of it. He smiles as he moves towards the door. He appears hesitant to leave. He comes back and he kisses me again. He interlocks our fingers on both of our hands and we just study each other for a moment. “This was incredible.”
My smile is forced and unnatural because I really don’t want him to leave. I really am in over my head and this probably won’t end well but I like the feeling of being happy for once in my life, so I think I’m just going to go with it. I watch as he walks out the door and I am left alone with my thoughts. Which is never a good thing. My thoughts will soon overcome me and that’s not what I need right now, so I decide to get my ass out of bed and get ready. I should try to be productive today and get some schoolwork finished. I walk to the bathroom and take a quick shower. I’m not sure if I am going to see Cam again today so I decide to pick out a cute outfit, just in case. I pick out a short black skirt and a pink tank top with my favorite black sandals. I’m actually pretty confident with the way I look and hope that I do get to see Cam again, but we didn’t really talk about it or make any firm plans. “Stop overthinking this and just go with it.” Great. Now I’m talking to myself.
As I’m ready to walk out the door to head to the library, my phone rings. I recognize the number and even though I knew the call was coming; I am not really ready for it right now. I take a deep breath before I answer, and I hear Officer O’Keefe’s voice on the other end. He is just as “pleasant” as our first encounter. I give him my statement over the phone regarding Professor Mullins and he tells me that if he needs any further information, he would be in touch. I’m hoping he won’t need anything else from me, because I’d rather not have to speak to him again, since he is so “easy” to talk to. I think I’d much rather get stung by a bee.
As I get off the phone, Sarah walks in and sits on her bed and starts typing away on her laptop. “Hi. What’s up?”
“Nothing much. How are you? I haven’t seen you in a while.” I’m so glad she didn’t come home last night or this morning when Cam and I were twisted together. The thought of our bodies looking like some sort of human pretzel has me reliving the entire night causing an unmistakable look on my face.
“I’m good. What’s up with you?” She raises her eyebrows with interest.
“Nothing. I was just thinking about something that happened recently. So, you and Brad are back together?”
“Yes. He was so sweet. He said that he was stupid and apologized for acting like an asshole. Everything is great now.” She smiles from ear to ear. It’s so nice to see her happy.
“Good, I’m glad. You guys make a cute couple. I’m happy for you.” No jealousy involved. I can truly be happy for her now that I feel like I’m moving full force ahead to the exact place where I can finally be content with my life.
I rule out going to the library because my stomach is growling at me and I’m feeling famished. Maybe a visit to Gary is in order. I say my goodbyes to Sarah and walk towards the Bistro.
“Dani, what brings you by? You aren’t supposed to be working today.” Gary smiles as I walk into the restaurant.
“I figured I would come by to see my favorite boss and grab myself one of your delicious flat bread sandwiches.”
I order my usual ham and swiss sandwich, but Gary’s attention appears to be elsewhere. I catch him looking directly behind me, so I follow his stare to a table that Cam is seated at with an overly attractive woman with long blonde hair. She is very petite, but her curves aren’t lacking in the least. She has fair skin; beautiful red lips and her eyes look like the ocean. They definitely don’t look like they are related, so the jealousy starts to build up and I can feel the bile building in my throat. I have to get a hold of myself. I’m sure there is a logical explanation or maybe he is just a really good actor and just wanted to get me into bed. Maybe whatever we have is over before it ever began.
Gary snaps me out of my inner dialogue and hands me my sandwich. I hand him some cash, and he immediately pushes it away. “You are not paying me for this. And go talk to him. I’m sure it’s not what you think.” Gary winks at me.
“Thank you, Gary. But it’s not really a big deal. He can be with whoever he wants. It’s not like we are a couple." We may not be a couple, but he definitely made me feel like more than his friend.
He grabs a hold of my hand and squeezes tightly. “Come on, Dani. I see
the way you both look at each other. I know there is something more than friendship there. Go talk to him.”
“I really appreciate it but I’m really okay. I have to get back to studying anyway.”
Gary may be right. Maybe I should talk to him. I’m always jumping to conclusions when I don’t know the whole story, but my mind always wants to go to the worst possible scenario. And I refuse to let him see this side of me. I already showed him more of the possessive side of me than I wanted to. The worst part is, I’ve never been possessive or jealous before. But Cam has me all sorts of screwed up. He makes me do and feel things that I never thought I could. Shit. I just want him to be Mine. All mine. I can’t believe he would bring her here of all places when he knows I work here.
I have to get out of here before I do something stupid. Before I make a rash decision, I say goodbye to Gary and walk out the door. I find an empty bench in one of the many courtyards on campus and try to eat my sandwich, without thinking about Cam and the blonde bombshell. No such luck on that front. I finish my sandwich and enjoy the warm weather. One of the perks of living in sunny California in November. Thankfully, it’s pretty quiet in the courtyard, so I lay on the bench, close my eyes, and soak up some much-needed sun.
Apparently, I must have dosed off because my phone’s ring scares the crap out of me. I jump up and grab my phone and see that it’s Cam. I hesitate to answer it, but I also can’t avoid his calls. I have to give him the benefit of the doubt. We make plans for an hour from now, so I begin my walk home.
Soon after I arrive at my dorm, there is a knock on my door. Cam walks in and I feel a sense of intense heat just looking at him.
“Hey.” He walks over to me and kisses me with urgent desire, and I open for him. Our tongues tangle in passion.
I pull away. “Hey, yourself.” I want to enjoy the kiss, but I keep thinking about the blonde he was with. “So, how was your day today?”
“Fine. I met with my lawyer. It went pretty well, I think. But I missed you.” He kisses me again, but this time I can’t return it because I need to know more. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I just want to talk. So, what’s your lawyer’s name?” I need more information and I am interested about what happened with the lawyer. But maybe, I can find out if she was his lawyer and not some other girl he’s sleeping with. We never had a discussion about what we were doing and whether we are officially together.
“Riley Connors, why?”
“Just wondering.” Riley Connors… That doesn’t exactly help me. Riley is a unisex name and could go either female or male. I just need to drop this. I’m making myself crazy. Crazy isn’t even a strong enough word for how I’m feeling at the moment. He never gave a reason not to trust him so why I am doubting him?
He attempts to kiss me again, but I just can’t. “Listen, I’m a little tired. Maybe you should go.” I can’t stop picturing his mouth on her ruby red lips. And I don’t want to share him.
“Oh, Ok.” The look on his face breaks my heart a little. He kisses my cheek and walks toward the door but turns around. “Are you sure you’re just tired and that nothing else is wrong?
I nod and lie like I have never lied before. “Just tired. I just need some sleep.”
What the hell is wrong with me? Am I being paranoid? I want to prove myself wrong. It may be a huge mistake, but I don’t care. When I search the name, of course it comes up as “Riley Connors, Esq.” with a picture of an older man. Shit. I didn’t want to be right about this. I can’t believe he is doing this to me, I really thought he was different. Sleep is my best option, so I change into my pajamas and I jump into bed. My phone rings and it is Cam, so I don’t answer it. I don’t think I can ever face him again. I turn my phone off because I just need a clean break. I can’t be around him if he is with someone else. I’m not that kind of girl. I lay on my bed and do some reading for school since I didn’t accomplish anything today.
Chapter 12
Iawake to the sound of my alarm. I have a couple of classes later today but first I have a shift at work. I, drudgingly, get myself ready, because I don’t know how I am going to make it through the day. He’s gone. It’s really over. The tears fill my eyes and roll down my cheeks. I try to gain my composure but there is no stopping the streams taking over my face. I wipe my tears with my sleeve and give myself a pep talk. “You can do this. He’s just a guy. You will get over this.” I grab my phone and walk out of the dorm and make my way over to work.
Gary catches me off guard. “Are you okay?” It’s obvious that I’m nowhere being okay. My blood shot eyes, and lack of motivation give me away.
“I’m fine. Just a long night. How are you?” I have to change the subject because I can’t think about this right now or my eyes will betray me again.
Gary seems to drop the subject and starts showing me some more inventory spreadsheets and contact information for different vendors.
Before I realize it, it’s time for my English class. “Gary, I have to go. I have class.”
“Take care of yourself.” He places his hand on my shoulder as I begin to walk away.
I walk over to class and sit through the torture. I don’t pay any attention to what is going on because I’m in my head for the entire class. After English, I drag myself over to my Statistics class and I plant myself in a seat in the back. I’m not even sure how I got here. It’s all a blur. This class is no different from my first class. My body may be here, but my mind certainly is not and I’m basically just going through the motions. I will have to get notes for these classes because I have no clue what happened in either of them. I just hope that it’s nothing too important.
By the time I get back to my apartment, I’m mentally exhausted and I drop on my bed with no energy. I dwell in the silence and wonder why no one has called me when it occurs to me that I never turned my phone back on after last night. What an airhead! I turn on my phone to five missed calls, two voicemails and three texts. Four of the missed calls are from Cam and the fifth is from a number I don’t recognize. I read the text messages, first. All three are from Cam. All of them sent hours apart.
Hey. What happened last night?
Are you okay?
What is going on? I haven’t heard
from you in hours. Please call me.
What the fuck, Dani? Why aren’t
you returning my calls or texts?
I guess I won’t bother you anymore.
I’m not sure what’s going on, but I
am not going to be some chump
chasing you around.
Then, I listen to both voicemails. The first is Cam.
“Dani, please call me back. I need to know what is going on. Did I do something wrong? Please, just call me back.”
The second message makes my heart sink to my feet.
“Hello. This is Sophia Loranger. I am a paralegal for Attorney Riley Connors. Attorney Connors would like to inquire about you testifying against Professor Mullins to assist in the defense of Mr. Camden Carter. Please contact us as soon as possible, as time is limited with this case. We look forward to your call.”
Crap. I’m not sure which is worse, the texts or the calls. I’m going with the latter since I am now being asked to testify. I didn’t even want to go to the police and now they want me to get on a stand and tell a judge. I got rid of my nightmares, only to be right smack in the middle of my worst nightmare. I sit on my bed and the anxiety engulfs me. How can I do this? I can’t sit there and tell them what happened, but I can’t make Cam pay for this either. He may not want to be with me, but he doesn’t deserve to pay for what that asshole did to me. It’s not fair to him.
I’m not ready to make a final decision yet. I need to sleep on it but first I’m starving and should eat something. I order some pizza because I’m feeling like a hermit and don’t want to deal with anyone right now. I order the pizza that Cam always orders because I don’t know why. All I do know is that I can’t stop thinking about him. He never l
eaves my mind.
After my food is delivered and I finish eating, I try to get some homework assignments done. The last few days have been foggy, and I haven’t really completed much of my schoolwork. I can’t lose my scholarship, so I have to hunker down and try to focus. My exhaustion gets the best of me and I fall asleep with all my books around me and my laptop on my lap.
Chapter 13
Iwake up to a knock on my door. I am still surrounded by my books and my laptop somehow ended up on the floor. “Shit.” I hope it isn’t damaged. I get up and walk to the door. I don’t recognize the tall, dark male standing at the door, so I open it slightly with enough pressure on my foot that I can use to close it if he ends up being a creep. My paranoia is at an all-time high these days. “Can I help you?”
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