They weren’t talking about their attraction to each other anymore.They weren’t even talking about Roxie or the Underhills.Lexie watched him, barely breathing.They were talking about him.
“My old man popped up when I was fifteen,” he said after a long, painful moment.“I hadn’t seen him since I was four.It wasn’t a good scene.”
Her chest squeezed.In that instant, they were both stripped bare.It was the first personal thing she’d heard him reveal, the only insight she’d ever gotten into a man with a reputation as hard as steel.
“Where was he all that time?”she asked, unable to hide her curiosity.
“He never was exactly clear on that.He just bugged out for a decade.”
Leaving behind a young son who had needed him.“What happened when he came back?”
Cam’s dark gaze drilled past her.“He stayed true to form and was gone again before my next birthday.He took my mother’s car while he was at it.”
His grip tightened against her hips but, this time, Lexie didn’t try to fight her response.She gentled and laid her hands on his chest.For as stoic as his expression was, his heart was pounding.“Do you know where he is now?”
“Don’t know and don’t care.”His gaze swiveled from that point on the kitchen wall to her face.“But I can see that you do.”
Something inside her gave a pang.“It’s different for me.I never knew I had a sister.I have no preconceived notions about her.”
“You’ll have to understand why I’m a bit more skeptical.”
“I’m sorry he hurt you, Cam.”She understood what it felt like to be left behind.It explained a lot—his hard-driving ambition, his seemingly coldhearted actions and his behavior last night.
They stood uncomfortably, locked in an embrace that neither wanted to end, yet both uneasy with how deeply they’d let each other see.
His hands flexed against her hips.The caress pulled at the material of her dress, lifting the hem another inch.“You’re excited, happy and full of questions.I don’t want to take that away from you,” he said, “but you’ve got to let me worry.”
Lexie knew she was playing with fire.Her body was one big throbbing mess, but could she really trust him?Roxie had warned her he’d turn on her, and he’d already gone behind her back with this background check.
“You didn’t find out anything about the adoption, did you?”She might not agree with his actions, but if he’d already done the work, she wanted to know.
“I tried, but the adoption records are sealed, especially for people outside the parents and child.In your case, children.”
She was disappointed, but she wasn’t surprised.She hadn’t gotten anywhere in her searches either, the few she’d attempted.
“But we’ll keep trying.”He stroked her hips in a soothing manner.“Like I told you, we’re going to figure this out together.”
She was naked underneath that sexy dress.
Few things surprised Cam anymore but, when he woke up early the next morning, two things caught him unprepared.First, he and Lexie had slept together on another sofa.He didn’t remember falling asleep, but here they were, stretched out together on the cushions with her soft weight pressing down upon him.
It was a close fit, and he inhaled deeply, feeling his body respond.She was sprawled over him like a sweet-smelling blanket.Her head rested against his shoulder and her hair draped silkily over his arm.Her breasts were plumped against his chest and their legs were tangled.The position allowed his morning erection to tuck up against the niche at the top of those sleek legs, and he’d instinctively cupped her backside to keep her in place.
That’s where the second surprise came in.Shock, really.Somehow over the night his hands had snuck up under her dress.That didn’t throw him, but what he’d discovered did.All he felt was skin.Smooth, velvety, bare skin.
He flexed his fingers, exploring more just to make sure.She felt like heaven, yet there was no mistake about it.There wasn’t a stitch of material covering her.
Prim and proper Lexie Underhill was going commando.
Cam’s cock surged, pressing hard against the zipper of his pants.He stroked the soft globes of her ass, unable to help himself.She was sound asleep and non-resisting.As he caressed her, she stretched almost like a kitten with pleasure.It drew a groan from deep in his chest.
No wonder she’d been so jumpy last night.She must have borrowed the dress from her sister.Did Roxie not own any underwear?
Who cared?It was Lexie he had splayed out all over him.
For once, Cam let himself go.It was early morning, barely light outside.There were no deadlines and no drama.There was just him and the woman of his fantasies.
He rolled his hips up towards her, and even in sleep a soft sound of pleasure left her lips.She snuggled closer, and his fingers bit into her firm flesh.He wanted to unzip his pants and slide into her heat.He’d make love to her long and slow as the sun rose.
