Chapter Six
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Rayne
"Bunny?" My sister pounces on the nickname as soon as Cami's gone.
I can tell by how she says the word that this isn't going to be a quick thing. Oh no. If I want her to keep my secret and give me more time to ease Bunny into this then I am going to have to give her what she wants - all the dirt.
Not that there is anything dirty about my Bunny. If anything she is the sweetest, purest thing in my life. One of the reasons I've gotten so attached to her over our text messages is because there is just a sweetness about her that comes out through everything she does. Her photos told me so much about her - pictures of kids swinging, of a stack of books in her to-be-read pile, her lamp on her bedside table that she decorated herself because she couldn't find a cute lamp shade for it.
"It's a long story. I'll tell you one day but not today. Today you want to know about how I met her and who she is, am I right?" I make my way over to the kitchen and Tinsley follows, seating herself in one of the barstools by the island.
She narrows her eyes at me. "Continue."
"I sent a text to her phone by accident. I was trying to text Heather, that one girl Rogers tried to set me up with a time or two."
Tinsley snarls her nose up. She never liked Heather. She isn't going to stop me though because she wants to hear the rest.
"Anyway, it went to her number instead because Heather gave me the wrong number."
"That bitch." Indignation pours off my sister in waves. Wait until she finds out said bitch ask for a dick pic knowing she wouldn't be the one getting it. She'll want to murder her.
"It was actually a good thing. I would much rather talk to Cami than Heather any day."
"Cami." My sister repeats her name.
"She's young." Tinsley's eyes widen with worry. "Eighteen."
"Oh well, she's not that young. I guess." Tinsley is only a year older.
"I know. She's...young. And sweet. Too sweet to just walk away from."
"You sound serious about this girl." My sister gives me a happy little smile as she looks over at me.
"I am. I brought her home." That should tell her everything she needs to know. I would never bring just anyone home with me.
"You know once this gets back to mom she's going to freak and be over here all up in your alls business wanting to know when she's going to get grandbabies out of you."
"I know," I hold back the groan I want to let loose - barely, "which is why I need a little time to prepare Bunny. The last thing I want is for her to run from me because she's overwhelmed."
"What's she do?"
"She's a student and she works at the library sometimes." That much I do know because she talked about it during our text messages. I just didn't realize it was our town's library and the college down the road.
"How did her house burn down?"
"Her apartment caught on fire because one of the roommates was cooking but apparently wasn't very good at it."
I wait. Finally my sister speaks, "Alright. That should be enough to buy you a day. I'll explain to mom that your 'Bunny' needs a little time to adjust given the fact most of her shit caught on fire and that you need time to take care of her. But that's all I'm promising. Tonight and tomorrow. If she shows up at midnight tomorrow that isn't my fault."
She turns and heads for the door. I follow her so I can make sure to lock up behind her. The last thing I want is to have any more surprise visits, not that my mother can't just let herself in since she has a key but hopefully she will think grandbaby making is going on and won't just come in.
I head for my room to make sure Cami is alright. I need to keep an eye on her to make sure nothing happens to her that the EMT wouldn't be able to catch until later. I take the sandwich I made her along with a bottle of water so she can eat it right away if she's hungry. I give a soft tap on the closed door but don't hear any response. I give a second one and turn the knob to let myself in. What greets my eyes has me pulling up short and all the blood rushing from my head to my cock. Not to mention it has me bobbling the tray of food I shifted to one hand when I opened the door.
Cami is lying at the bottom of the bed on her back with her eyes closed. I immediately put my dick's thoughts away from my mind long enough to make sure she's breathing alright and then let the blood rush back to it. Her skin looks so fucking soft and perfect. Her hair is still wet and fanned out across the bed begging my fingers to touch. I should look away or knock louder and pretend I didn't see her like this but I just can't.
My eyes greedily eat up the picture of her lying naked on my bed. Her breasts are round and full making the palms of my hands itch with the need to go to her and touch, caress. And in between her thighs lies her bare mound. I can see the lips of her pussy because of the lack of hair. I close my eyes and try to breathe through my excitement. Her in my bed is where all of this was leading anyway but who knows how long that would have taken with how shy Cami is. Now that I have her where she belongs it's hard to talk myself into slowing down. I set the tray down on a night table before I give myself another second or two to take her in before I allow myself to walk any closer to her.