Page 4 of Sophia & Cameron

Any time a guy put his hands on her, the fury built within him. It took a great deal of control not to pull her off the dance floor so he could shield her from the eyes of every hot-blooded male in a hundred-mile radius.

Last night seemed to be the tipping point for her, though. She’d practically pushed a girl out of the way when “I Know She Ain’t Ready” by Luke Combs came over the speakers. It had been the first dance they’d spent in each other’s arms, and somehow it already felt like their song.

And when they’d danced to it last night, she’d avoided looking into his eyes so much he could tell she felt the same way.

Her words still rattled around in his head after he’d asked her out last night.

I don’tdodating.

No matter how many times he’d tried to change her mind, she refused. Then she’d slipped away. Again.

Cameron rubbed his palms against his jeans and took in a deep breath, blowing it out through pursed lips. This might be his only shot. There was no telling when she planned to go back home. He lifted his fist and rapped his knuckles on the door.

Then he waited.

At first, he couldn’t hear anything. But then he heard a faint voice before the handle clicked and the heavy door swung inward.

Red stared at him with wide eyes. “What are you doing here?” Almost immediately, she whipped her head around. “Darcy!”

He heard a faint giggle, then the words, “You might as well hear him out. He knows where we live—at least for the next couple of days.”

Red groaned and dragged a hand down her face. “Whatever you want?—”

“Go out with me.”

Her eyes flicked up to meet his. Wariness flittered through her expression, and it threw him so off guard that he nearly didn’t hear her next word. “Why?”

At her expectant expression, he cleared his throat. “You can’t tell me you don’t feel the spark we have. There’s something here.”

Red could have shut him down, but she didn’t. Instead, she leaned against the doorjamb with folded arms, her toe the only thing keeping the door open. “One date?”

“One date.” Okay, that was a lie. He fully intended on asking her out again for tomorrow, and at that point, he’d plan on getting enough information to start his plan in motion. He already knew he needed more of her. Two dates weren’t going to be enough.

“Just do it,” Darcy called. “You know you want to.”

Red’s cheeks flushed and she rolled her eyes. “Yeah, whatever.”

Cameron straightened. “Tonight. Nine o’clock.”

She lifted a brow. “Nine? What are you? A vampire?”

He chuckled. “Maybe you’ll find out tonight.”

When Cameron arrivedto pick up Red from her room, he laughed to see her wearing a short-sleeved sweater with a high neckline. It wasn’t exactly a turtleneck, but it covered enough of her skin that it was clear she was teasing him.

She grinned right back, and the sparkle in that look alone set his whole world alight. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her sage-colored shirt highlighted the green flecks in her deep hazel eyes. It was fitted and paired with jeans that showed off every one of her curves.

He reached for her hand. It was the most natural thing in the world, and he was pleased when she didn’t pull away. With fingers laced together, they headed down the hall toward the elevator.

Everything was going his way. Mercifully, the sky was clear. The stars shone brighter than ever. Tonight, he was going to show her just how good they could be together.

Red already knew they were in sync when it came to the dance floor. But romance wasn’t built purely on chemistry, even if they had it in spades.

“You going to tell me where we’re going?”

He smirked at her. “Patience.” Cameron opened the door of his rental truck for her and gestured for her to get inside. She watched him through the glass until he climbed behind the wheel.

“My brother would kill me if he knew I was going out with someone while I was here.”

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