“I’m not. I’m sending you away with expectations.”
“Very dirty expectations.”
“As dirty as you want them to be,” I promise.
“Jesus, I love you, woman.”
“I’m one of a kind,” I toy.
“That is the fucking truth.” He crushes me against the wall with another heart-stopping embrace. “Are you sure five minutes isn’t enough time?” Kam presses his raging erection against me.
“Definitely not. I don’t want Rodney pulling you off me right in the middle.”
“A fucking herd of wild horses couldn’t pull me away while I’m inside you.”
Kam’s phone rings. And there is reality returning.
“Go,” I encourage him. “Sunday night I’m all yours.”
“You’re all mine for the rest of your life.” He steps back, adjusts himself, then takes my hand and kisses my engagement ring.
“I’ve been all yours since the moment we met,” I reluctantly admit.
“Don’t I know it.” Kam grins triumphantly. Such a cocky shit. But that’s why I love him. His confidence shines like the sun, and his heart is as big and as deep as the ocean. He’s one of a kind.
Kam pulls his phone out of his back pocket. “I’m comin’.”
He hangs up then groans. It’s sexy, even though it’s a frustrated sound.
“I’m going to start a wedding registry with my mom later today,” I reveal my real plans. “I’ll pick out a few things, and then we can pick out the rest together.”
“Sounds like a plan. Your mom will like that. Quality time.”
“Yeah. She’s all about this wedding. It’s pretty nice having her around.”
“I can tell how much you like spending time with her.” Kam swipes the pad of his thumb across my bottom lip.
“I am overly blessed with amazing people in my life.”
“Lemon, it’s us who’re blessed. Trust me on that.” Kam swipes his lips over mine this time. The sweet, loving contact makes my scalp tingle. “Make sure you put a sterling silver grill set on that registry. I’m planning on some big family cookouts in the future.”
“I’m glad to hear that. I’ll make sure to register for a ‘Kiss the Cook’ apron, too.”
“Long as it’s pink,” Kam cracks.
“Done.” I giggle. I plan to find one with ruffles, too. That image would go viral, no doubt.
Kam’s phone rings again, and we both acknowledge it’s really time for Kam to go.
“Be good. Miss me a lot.” Kam steals one more kiss.
“You know I always do.”
“Me, too, baby. Me, too.”
