Page 96 of Lust & Lollipops

He took another bite.

“Spill the beans, Cam,” I warned.

His lips curved upward. “Alright. I’m thinking it’s time to test out those wings.”

My eyes narrowed further. “Absolutely not. Have you forgotten my fear of heights? And the way Rhett literally threw me out of a plane?”

“Just think about it. If you learn how to fly, there’s nothing to fear from heights.”

“Like hell there isn’t.”

“I’m serious, Loll.”

“So am I,” I shot back. “Drop it. I’m not doing it.”

He sighed, but agreed. “What should we do today, then?”

The sexual need was fading a lot, which meant we were going to have free time.

A lot of free time.

I considered it.

We’d already caught up on sleep, and made up for all the missed meals on the island. We’d hashed out the unknowns and issues between us, so there was none of that left.

“We could go to the beach,” he suggested, his smirk telling me he already knew how I felt about that.

I snorted. “If we’re tossing out ridiculous ideas, we could build a blanket fort and watch romcoms all day, too.”

He considered it like it wasn’t ridiculous.

“You’re not actually thinking about a blanket fort, right?” I checked.

“I am, actually.” He took another bite of bacon. “And I’m liking this idea a lot. You never invited me to watch movies with you in our apartment.”

“You never asked if you could watch with me.”

“I wasn’t allowed.”

Right.

“Do you seriously want to have a romcom marathon?” I asked.

“I think I do.”

Hot damn.

That was kind of sexy.

He finished off his bacon and lifted a finger at me. “Don’t go getting turned on before I get the chance to put this blanket fort together. It will be the perfect sex cave.”

I laughed. “You’re insane.”

“You love it.” He winked at me, and I couldn’t fight my grin.

I kind of did.

One blanket fort, a few rounds of sex, six chick flicks, and a few hours of sleep later, we were back at the table for another breakfast.

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