When we get inside the small room, Cami looks a little flustered. “I’ll go shower first,” she says.
“Okay.” I nod, and she grabs her bag before hiding away in the bathroom.
When she’s done, she comes out of the bathroom already in pajamas, a t-shirt and a modest pair of sleep shorts.
I grab my belongings and head into the shower. The entire space smells like her, and it’s overwhelming. Her scent is so heady and strong I can’t help but stroke my dick as I step into the shower and let the warm spray cover my body. I think about all the ways I wanted to take her the other night. I know it’s wrong and I shouldn’t do it, but it’s the only way I’m going to be able to sleep next to her tonight. My fist grips my cock while the other grabs my knot and I grunt as I come over the shower tile. I let the spray hit me as guilt crashes over me, and I calm myself down enough to face Cami.
I finish my shower and dress. Thankfully, Cami is already asleep in the bed. I’m able to breathe as I put my phone on the charger and lie on the other side of the bed. There’s easily four feet between us.
Chapter 10
Sowarm,soperfect.Have I ever woken up feeling this settled? The masculine notes of whiskey and sandalwood bring me a sense of calm. As my eyes flicker open and reality reels in, I realize I’m nearly mounting Smith and his massive palm is resting on my left ass cheek. I’d be a liar if I said it didn’t feel perfect there. Sighing, I move my body slowly, doing my best to not wake him. The last thing I need is for him to wake up and realize we traveled the whole length of the bed to meet in the middle.
His face does this whole pinched panic thing when I get too close or affectionate with him. It’s not something I want to see this early in the morning, today is supposed to be a good day.
I’m able to untangle myself from his enormous frame. His palm rests over his stomach now, and I stare at his sleeping form. His cock is hard and tents his shorts. I stare at it a little too long, as I imagined, Smith is packing.Too bad he’s not yours and he never will be.Get it through your head now, so you can prevent yourself from future heartbreak.
I get ready for the day. We have to be at the venue rather early. I’m so excited that this is my last show and the fact that it’s earlier in the day. Maybe I’ll have enough energy tonight to celebrate. Once I’m ready, I head back out to the bedroom where Smith is sitting on the side of the bed, completely dressed. Short sleeve black t-shirt, backward black hat, and utility pants. If he could tone down the sexy, that would be great.
“Ready?” he asks.
“Yes, so ready. I can’t wait for this tour to be over.”
“You and me both,” he replies with a smile.
“It’s going to be a great day,” I say, smiling back. He just nods his head in agreement.
We’re at the venue and Franklin is opening my door to let me out. Smith is already standing on the curb. Now that he’s wearing sunglasses, he’s nearly impossible to read.
I hear my name being shouted before I recognize the face. “Cami! Cami! Please, just let me talk to you.”
With my hand blocking out the sun, I finally see him. It’s Zach. My heart plummets into my stomach and my breathing becomes erratic. Smith’s strong hand grips my elbow, and he says something to me, but it doesn’t register. Zach is a few feet in front of me and Smith’s hand is on his shoulder with a fist full of Zach’s t-shirt.
Smith’s face comes into frame and my hearing returns. “Cami, are you all right?”
My eyes well with tears as I look past him to Zach. “Why are you here? Haven’t you done enough?”
“Cami, you have to know how much trouble I can get in talking to you. No one would let me explain. Please, please let me explain.”
“I can’t do this,” I shake my head.
“Get the fuck out of here, man,” Smith tells him.
“Cami, I didn’t sell the pictures. I didn’t sell the pictures!” Zach shouts, and I watch as Smith’s grip clenches against Zach’s shirt.
I know I should just drop it. How can I trust him? “What do you mean you didn’t sell them?”
“Damien didn’t either, Cami. We would never do that to you. We never should have taken the pictures in the first place, and I’m sorry for my part in that. But know that it wasn’t for malicious use. It was more of, ‘I can’t believe this is happening, and wanting to remember it.’ ” I flinch at his words and Smith tenses. His hold on Zach’s shirt is still tight. “They were stolen off Damien’s phone during Torri’s party. You remember the one on the rooftop deck with the pool? Someone there took them and sold them. I promise on my life, Cami. I didn’t do this.”
“Why does it matter?”
“Someone you know did this to hurt you, and I couldn’t have you think that two people you trusted with your heat would do this to you. Cami, I haven’t been able to sleep knowing how you must be feeling, but my family and my lawyer forbid me from talking to you. Please trust me.”
“Goodbye, Zach.”
Smith looks all too happy to throw his ass as far away from us as possible. Venue security removes him from the building as Smith and I make our way to my dressing room. I hold it together through the hallways and I’ve never been prouder of myself. As soon as Smith shuts the door, I sit down on the couch and bring my palms to my eyes and start crying.
With no prompt, Smith sits next to me and brings my face to his chest. His scent calms me as my tears drench his shirt. His hand circles my back and he just stays quiet, for which I’m grateful. My thoughts are all over the place. Zach wasn’t charged for distributing the photos. He has no reason to tell me this information other than to save face with me. I saw his face, though. He didn’t look like he was lying. I’m not sure whether to feel completely defeated or elated. The Alphas I trusted with my heat didn’t totally betray me. But someone else close to me did.
