“And your SUV?”
“It’s leased.”
“So there’s nothing of you here?”
He looked around, trying to see what she saw.There were his clothes, his laptop and his cellphone, but he got what she was saying.“It’s a good living.”
“But it’s not a good life.Don’t you ever get lonely?”
Their gazes locked, and he couldn’t have stopped staring at her if he’d tried.“I’m starting to,” he murmured.
Loneliness had never been something that touched him—until now.With the way he’d grown up, he’d learned to rely on himself.Hard work had proven to be the way to get ahead, and nothing in his experience had convinced him otherwise.He wanted to finish this work with Underhill, the sooner the better.He had a job to do, and he’d do it to the best of his ability, yet this time moving on would be more difficult.
He didn’t want to leave her behind.
He didn’t know if he could.
Wrapping his arm around her shoulders, he pulled her towards him.He caught her leg and hitched her up over him.She clutched at his shoulders for balance yet seemed surprised when she wound up straddling his lap.
Surprised and sexy as hell.
Cam’s cock throbbed.Giving in to the temptation, he slid his hands up her thighs and under his shirt.“Let’s make a deal,” he said.“You don’t feel sorry for me, and I won’t feel sorry for you.”
She shifted sexily under his touch, but she didn’t seem to know what to do with her hands.She started to lift them away but instead stroked them down his chest.
His breath shuddered.“Deal?”
Her big brown eyes fluttered up to meet his.“Okay.”
Cam’s pecs clenched when her thumbs brushed over his nipples.“Instead, we focus on making each other feel good,” he said tightly.
And, right now, his focus was turning downright laser-like.
Watching her face, he investigated higher under his shirt and found panties.She flinched when the elastic around the leg holes snapped, but her nipples stiffened under the fabric of his shirt.
“Deal?”he repeated.
Her body relaxed, nearly melting.“Deal.”
The room went quiet.
“Will you let me make love to you, Lexie?”
Her eyelids got heavy.Dreamy.Instead of answering, she leaned forward and kissed him.
Cam’s pulse jumped, but the contact felt too good to rush.They were going to do this slowly this time.Unhurried and unhindered.Doubts, hurt and betrayal were going to be left at the door.
He let his fingers glide back under her panties.His touch bit into the soft globes of her ass as he kissed his way up to her ear.
“You don’t know how hard it’s been for me to stay out of that bedroom.”
“Cam.”
He caught his name on her lips.It had taken him long enough to get it there, he didn’t want to waste it.Once he started kissing her, though, he couldn’t stop.Their lips clung and their tongues rasped.He kissed her for a good, long time, feeling every clench of her thighs and every shiver along her spine.
As much as he liked her wearing his clothes, he wanted skin.Nuzzling his way under her chin, he slipped a hand inside the shirt and cupped her breast.She fit into his palm perfectly, spilling out around his fingers.He squeezed and felt her butt grind against his lap.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered.“Tell me what you like.”
