“Good girl,” he mutters before taking my lips in a deep and searing kiss. “Fuck, do you have any idea how obsessed I am with you?”
I smile at him. “I think I’ve got a pretty good idea.”
Cameron pushes my drenched hair out of my face before moving us back under the water. “I can promise it’s even more than you think, Zhuri. You’re on my mind twenty-fucking-four hours a day.”
I grab onto his words and hold them tight to my chest, letting them and their meaning absorb.
I know Cam still struggles with happiness, but since we started dating, he’s happier than I’ve ever seen.
Because I’m on his mind.
Because he gets to have me, even if it’s secret.
Because he possiblylovesme.
He hasn’t said it with words—neither of us is ready for any declarations of love—but he consistently shows me with his actions.
I never thought I’d say it, but Cameron Kovacic is the best boyfriend I’ve ever had, and I think there’s every possibility he’ll also be the last.
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Zhuri
“We’reallgoingtoregret staying out so late come morning,” I groan.
After our little rendezvous in the shower, we separately snuck out of the locker room before meeting up with our teammates at Hops and Dreams. No one drank much since we have another game tomorrow night, and since it’s in LA, we have to be up early to fly in.
I’m probably more excited than I should be about the potential to kick Jack’s ass on the ice.
“Worth it,” Cameron chuckles. “It always feels good to celebrate a win.”
“I’m going to have to sleep on the plane tomorrow morning so I’m functional for the game.”
“I think the entire plane will be asleep, especially Reggie. His son is only six months old, so he hasn’t been getting much sleep at all.”
“Speaking of sleep,” I say, flopping onto the bed as Cameron laughs.
“Let’s get you ready for bed, Z.” He walks over to his dresser and pulls out an old Lizards T-shirt before tossing it to me. “Get comfy.”
I hold up the shirt. “You remember I’m six feet tall, right? This thing will barely cover my ass.”
Cam smirks before he leans over for a kiss. “And that’s a problem why? I fucking love your ass.”
“Because I’m trying to get some sleep, not get impaled.”
He throws his head back and laughs. “I promise to be on my best behavior, Zhuri baby. We’re just going to sleep.”
I eye him curiously, and he throws his hands up in surrender.
I guess we really are just going to sleep.
Cameron walks into his bathroom to brush his teeth, and I get ready. I shuck my jeans, shirt, and bra, leaving my panties on and pulling his T-shirt over me.
I was right; it barely covers my ass, but it’ll do.
I join him in the bathroom, grabbing the spare toothbrush he put in the holder for me. I brush my own teeth as I watch my boyfriend get himself ready for bed, stripping down to only his tight black boxer briefs.
I don’t even bother hiding the way I’m leering at him.
