Page 166 of Trust Me Always

I toss her on the bed, and she smiles up at me from the pile of purple pillows.

“Took you long enough,” she teases.

I nod, the words I want to say not coming but no longer from nerves. I suddenly have no fear here. Cameron will accept me for the things I am and the things I’m not alike—just like she always has.

This will be no different.

She’ll still be her, and I’ll still be me, but we’ll get to do filthy things to each other now. And goddamn, do I want to do so many dirty things to this woman.

“I’m a liar,” I tell her.

She fights a grin. “Are you now?”

“Yes. I told you someone else wanted to be the real deal to you, but what I didn’t say was I did too.”

“I see.” She smashes her lips to one side, amusement bright in her baby blues.

“Everyone sees me as a campus playboy.” A small frown starts to form across her forehead, but I keep going. “Ask around, and you’ll be told I slept my way through the sorority houses my first year here.”

That little frown deepens, and she starts to shake her head. “Brady?—”

“They’re wrong. I did hook up with…enough of them.”

“Brady, I know who you are. You don’t have to tell me any of this.”

“I didn’t sleep with any of them,” I admit, heart pounding in my chest.

Cameron’s brows snap together, and I know that look. “You don’t have to say that, Brady. There’s nothing about you that I would ever judge you for.”

“I know.” I nod, trying to pack as much truth into those two words as humanly possible because I do know this. It’s why we’re in this room together right now in the first place.

“Then why lie?” she whispers.

It’s a fair question and there is a lie in there, but it’s not the words I spoke. “I have lied, mostly without saying a word. By letting people talk and leading them to believe. But I’m not lying to you now.”

“Brady, you’ve slept with some of them.”

“I’ve slept with none of them.”

Her brows snap together, the air in the room shifting. She’s getting upset and rightfully so. “You’re?—”

“A virgin.”

If there were a picture of shock, it would be Cameron’s face in the frame.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

Cameron

Virgin.

Six letters. Two syllables.

Defined as a person who is innocent, naive, or inexperienced.

Brady is none of those things.

He’s filthy mouthed and a relentless flirt. Inexperienced?

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