Page 55 of Dirty Little Mistake

"Like what you see?" The corner of his mouth curved into that familiar smirk.

Heat bloomed across my skin that had nothing to do with the shower. "Mmmhmmm."

"Slow." His hands found my hips as he turned me. The solid wall of his chest pressed against my back.

My head fell back against his shoulder, restraint crumbling like wet paper. "Slow."

He reached for his body wash, squeezing the liquid into his palm before rubbing his hands together, building a lather.

He ran his soap-covered hands over my naked skin. "Then we'll take it slow." I closed my eyes, leaning into him as his hands cupped my breast, his thumb brushing over my taut nipples. "We'll shower and then eat."

He took his time lathering the soap over every inch of my body and then my hair. I wanted him so bad, but after everythingthat happened, I wanted him to prove that he was serious about me, about us. That he wasn’t going to freak out again.

We spent way too long kissing and exploring each other's bodies before the water finally went cold, and we got out of the shower.

Trystan secured a towel around his waist, water still trailing down his chest. "Did you want to try to get some sleep before we head back?"

I fumbled with my own towel, trying to ignore the way my skin still tingled from his touch. "Actually, I really just want to get back." The thought of something happening and me not being there was horrifying.

"I can throw some food together, and then we'll head back."

I shook my head. "Honestly, I'm not really hungry."

"You haven't eaten anything but a candy bar in three days, Camryn." Trystan's voice carried a protective edge. He reached into the cabinet, pulling out an unopened toothbrush. "You have to eat."

I caught his reflection in the mirror–his hair still damp, curling at his neck, tattoos disappearing beneath his towel. Part of me wanted to sink into this moment, pretend we were just any couple sharing a bathroom on a lazy morning and that Kaia wasn't lying asleep in a hospital bed.

"We could grab subs on the way back." I ran my fingers through tangled hair, wincing. "For everyone. Owen probably hasn't eaten either, and Jax..." My voice trailed off, remembering how Jax hadn't left her bedside.

Trystan's hands settled on my shoulders, his touch grounding me. In the mirror, his eyes met mine. "That's a good idea, baby." He wrapped his arms around me. "I'm sure everyone is starving."

The familiar phrase squeezed my heart. Baby. Were we there yet? Could we be? Those questions would have to wait. Right now, Kaia needed us more than we needed to figure us out.

I leaned back against his chest for just a moment, allowing myself five seconds of comfort before reality crashed back in. "We should go."

Trystan pressed a kiss to my temple, his lips lingering just long enough to make my breath catch. "Yeah, but once Kaia's better. I want to spend some time with you before I go back."

I smiled and nodded.

We gathered our things in silence, the air between us charged with everything left unsaid. But as Trystan locked up, I felt steadier than I had in days. Not okay–nothing would be okay until Kaia opened her eyes–but stronger. Ready to face another day of waiting, of hoping, of praying that somewhere in her dreams, she was coming back to us.

Chapter 27

Trystan

Ihated that Kaia was hurt, and for five whole days, I was scared shitless that we were going to lose her, but on day five, she woke up. Now that she was home, I wanted to spend some time with Camryn before I left to go back on tour tomorrow.

After everything that happened between Cam and me, I was thankful for the opportunity to be here for her because, honestly, she needed me more than Kaia. And for a second chance to prove that I could be the man she deserved after I fucked up so massively.

I hoped tonight that we could move past my mistakes and see what kind of future we could have, even if it had to be long distance for now.

Strolling up to her front door, I stopped when my phone vibrated in my hand.

It was Jazz.

Jazz: We need you back.

I rolled my eyes.

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