“Morning, baby. Did you sleep good?” I ask, holding her hands with mine.
“Good morning. I did. The best ever. The only problem is I woke up alone. I’m not sure I like that too much,” she mumbles.
“If you moved in with me, you wouldn’t have that problem.” I swear my mouth sometimes has verbal fucking diarrhea.
“It’s too soon, don’t you think?” Cam moves around until she’s in front of me, her back to the railing, my body caging her in.
“I don’t think so at all. If anything, this life has taught me to live every single day as if it were your last. I don’t want to miss a single day without you by my side.”
“My lease renews in the next month, but after what happened yesterday, I’m not sure I can go back.”
My eyes show my happiness. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“Yes, if you’ll still have me, I’ll move in with you. But I’m still paying or contributing somehow. I’m not going to live off of you like some pathetic girl.” She blows out a breath.
“This is probably the happiest day of my life. No, last night definitely was, but this is definitely a close second. When you marry me, and we have kids, it’s going to have a lot to fight with for my number one slot,” I admit.
“Well, I guess we have a lot of memories to make.” I take her mouth in mine, my tongue finding hers, wanting and needing her flavor surrounding me. If I didn’t think it would hurt her too badly, I’d take her right here against the balcony railing; eyes be damned. I know she’s tender, so with one last kiss, I let her go.
“Now that the good news is out of the way, I can tell you the not so great news. We can go back to your place and see what’s worth saving and what we need to throw away. The sheriff said they found a few prints, and they’re running them through records now. I don’t want to get your hopes up because, nine times out of ten, shit comes back inconclusive or it’s from someone who doesn’t have a record.”
“I guess we’ll just take things as they come. It really freaking sucks, but I have much better things on my horizon. I’m going to take a shower, and then I’ll make us some breakfast.”
She took that so much better than I thought she would.
“I’ll make breakfast and coffee, then get in when you get out,” I reply.
“Or you could join me.” She wiggles her eyebrows, and that’s all that needs said. I’m not one to let anyone lead me around, except when it comes to Cam. I’ll follow her cute little ass around everywhere. That’s how much I’m in love with her. My step falters when I realize how much I love Cameron Ann Greene. There’s no way I’ll ever let someone tell us it’s too fast or too soon. If anything, it makes it where we can start our life out early instead of later.
My thoughts turn to her walking down the aisle toward me, or maybe she’s barefoot on the beach going for a walk after a long day at work. If there’s one thing I do know, it will be that Cam will work her ass off no matter what she does in life, at home or at work. Yeah, I love the looks of that. Hell, I can take our children to work with me. But first things first, I need to figure out who has a hard-on for my woman, and I need to stop them. Well, after our shower, of course.
“Are you coming, or are you just going to watch me in the shower the whole time?” Cam asks. She’s completely naked, her body slick from the water, and she’s washing her body.
“Oh, fuck no. I’m coming, and so are you,” I grunt, tearing off my clothes to join her in the shower. I swore I’d give her today to rest, let her muscles get used to my length, but when she drops to her knees in front of me, I can only resist so long. Last night was the tip of the iceberg when it came to us learning each other’s bodies. From what I feel now, Cam is a fast learner. With her mouth working my cock, my hands are fisted at my sides, trying not to push her to her limits. There’s only so much restraint I have to give.
I yank her off, grip the back of her thighs, and pick her up before sliding inside her body as I walk to the tile wall. Her pussy clenches around me, and it’s not long before we’re both moaning while we come together.
“Every time I’m inside you, it’s like coming home.” My voice is raspy, and her body still clings to mine.