Page 50 of Property of Camo

“Come and sit with me.” Clark takes my hand and leads me over to the small seating area that we built in the corner.

It is a space where people can come and sit to catch their breath, or if they get too overwhelmed. Black and grey seating fills the space, with a diffuser that pushes lavender scent into the air, which helps for both masking the scent of sweat, but also it adds a calming effect for people.

Sitting on the chair, I tuck my feet under my butt, placing a cushion over my lap and holding it to me.

“What had you spacing out over there? And do not lie to me, Sky,” Clark asks, sitting on the chair next to me.

“Camo.” I sigh. “I know that I should be stronger and not think about him, but he keeps slipping into my mind. I miss him, Clark. I know that I shouldn’t, but I do.”

I rub my sternum when it aches, thinking of the biker.

“I know you do; I have seen the light in your eyes dim with each passing day. I hate it, Skyla, but I have to add that he was hurting you also. Before you jump to his defense and say that you two were not officially dating so he could sleep with anyone he wanted, that is bullshit. He knew how you felt; he is not a stupid man. It was fucked up that he was fucking other people. If I am being honest, I think he felt something too but he is too stubborn to say what he feels.

“The way he treated you was shitty, if you ask me. Plus, after what he did, I would want to cut his dick and balls off and spread them all over Salem. Maybe have a witch curse him. Now that sounds like a good idea, I know a few.” He winks.

“We are not going to see Aspen.” I giggle.

Aspen owns the most amazing little witchy shop that sells the best homemade candles. She is also a beauty, with her long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and has boobs for days.

“She is hot; it is a shame I love dick.” He wiggles his eyebrows, grinning.

His smile slips from his face and I know he is about to get serious with me again.

“I have looked into certain things; you know that for years, I have been fascinated with the supernatural.” I nod. “Seeing how Camo is with you, and how other supernaturals act, I think he is your mate, but he is pushing the feelings down, not letting himself claim you."

I think over what he just said, and I agree that there is something extra between us, but he keeps me at arm’s length.

Over the last year, Camo has always avoided any hint or even a situation where we could become more. I have seen him go out of his way to avoid a romantic scene with me or random couples in the street.

He has told me time and time again that he won’t settle down as the club is dangerous, but what I feel for him outweighs the risks.

I know that he and the club would protect me if he claimed me. Seeing how Winger and Thorin react when he does something to hurt me adds a little hope that one day he might see me as someone strong enough to stand at his side.

With his recent behavior, I know now that it will never happen. He broke that last bit of thread between us. As much as I miss him, he hurt me badly by letting and enjoying seeing me hurt and broken.

“Well, we know his answer. I have had time to think over things and yes, I miss him, but he hurt me, Clark. It was always there that he was sleeping with other women, but actually seeing it broke my heart into too many pieces to place back together right away. I need time to heal from him, and then I will move on. Start dating again.” I wink at him.

“Boom, bitches. Miss Skyla Leigh Delmont is back.” He pulls me to my feet, hugging me in his big, muscled arms.

I snuggle my face into his chest because Clark gives the best hugs in the world. Sniffing him makes him laugh.

“What is it with you and sniffing me?” He pulls back, grinning down at me.

“You always smell good. Before, during, and after a workout. You have an amazing natural scent.” I giggle.

He taps my butt. “Come on, let’s finish up so we can grab a drink before we both go home and drown in ice cream and a smutty book.”

“Oh, who are you reading right now?”

His smile widens and I know that it will be good. Clark and I have similar tastes in books.

“Hear Me Out by Lila Rose. It is a part of the Hawks MC, a gay storyline and sexy as fuck.” He winks.

“Oh, I love her books. I am in the middle of a sexy reverse harem dragon shifter book. Now, that is hot as fuck.”

“Oh, can you imagine being sandwiched between two or three men?” His cheeks tint pink.

“Bikers, oh hell.” I fan my face.

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