Page 109 of Stolen Bases

Yup. I’d do anything.

“I am not fucking you for the first time here in your bedroom. We deserve better than that. I’m going to need all night to worship the fuck out of you and your sexy body. I’m going to need hours between your legs, making you come on my face.” Cam kisses my neck. “My fingers.” His fingers find my nipple, pinching it over the fabric. My body bows off the bed at the sweet pain. “My cock.” His hips pump against mine.

A fiery heat courses through my system as his cock bumps my clit. “Oh god, yes.”

“I like it better when you scream my name, baby,” Cam murmurs. His lips brush against mine. “But you’re still in trouble.”

Wait, what?

“I am?” I ask, confused.

Cam rolls us again, curling me into his side as he lies on his back. His fingers make figure eights on my skin. “Hell yes. You scared the shit out of me yesterday.”

Oh.

In my grief-stricken state, all I wanted to do was to curl up in bed and cry. I was supposed to meet him at his place, but the idea of being alone there didn’t feel right. His place has happy memories of us together—it’s our oasis away from prying eyes and the secrets we keep—and I wanted to keep it that way. I didn’t think he would mind when he learned I went home.

I guess I was wrong.

“I’m sorry. I should have called.”

“Yes, you should have. I don’t want you to apologize for being upset and changing our plans. Life happens and plans change. But you can’t hide away without telling me what’s wrong. I was so worried you were hurt or in an accident. I don’t know what I would do if I couldn’t get to you. No one knows about us, baby. If it wasn’t for your cousin Sofia helping me sneak in, I would have walked right up to the door and barreled my way into your homeand into your bedroom, ruining everything. Not that I give a fuck. There isn’t a person alive who could keep me away if you were hurt or needed me.”

My insides melt like ice in a warm glass of whiskey. Tears sting my eyes.He really loves me.

“I’m sorry, big guy.”

“Don’t cry, my love. You needed a moment, and that’s okay.” Cam kisses me sweetly on the lips. “But I’m still going to spank your sexy ass later.”

“What? Why?”

“For cutting me out, Tals. You don’t know how scared I was when you didn’t text or call. I need you to promise you won’t do that again.”

“I won’t.”

“Never again?”

“Never again.”

“Then I promise to make your punishment pleasureful.” Cam winks at me, and my lady bits go haywire.

I throw my leg over his side and straddle his lower stomach. Hands perched on his chest, I lean down. “I love you, Cameron Miller.”

“I love you, Talia Romero.” His nose scrunches when he repeats my last name. “Maybe someday, we can work on that last name.”

I rear back, my breath catching in my throat as my mouth pops open in shock.

Did he just refer to marrying me?

No. No way. It’s way too soon for that.

Cam watches my thoughts play out on my face. He smirks at me. “Don’t look so shocked, itty bitty. I told you that you were stuck with me.”

“I— Um… Okay, then,” I mutter.

Shouting outside my bedroom shatters our precious moment like a delicate glass hitting the floor.

The door flies open, and a disheveled Sofia rushes in. Her eyebrows reach her hairline as she takes in the scene and smirks. “Itried to stop her, but she wasn’t taking no for an answer.” She points at Cam. “I’m out and good luck.”

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