15
ALL SUNSHINE AND RAINBOWS HERE
IMOGEN
What the hellis he doing here?
I continue to stare at Cam as my mind goes blank. I'm pretty sure I've forgotten how to speak, and can tell he's finding this all amusing.
"You okay?" he asks, taking a swig of beer from the bottle in his hand.
His smirk tells me he knows exactly why my brain is glitching. The last time he'd seen me, I'd been fleeing, stark naked, after he'd fucked me senseless.
The fact that he seems completely unaffected by my presence is very annoying.
"I'm fine. Just wasn't expecting to see you here." I manage to keep my tone even, despite my racing heart.
"Oh really? I would have thought that Annika told you I was on the invite list?" He flicks a look at my best friend, who is looking far too innocent as she shrugs.
I am going to kill her.
"Nope. Must have slipped her mind," I reply, glaring at Annika.
She clears her throat. "Oh, look, Kresta is calling me over. Bye!" And the traitor races off towards our friends, who are most certainly not calling her over.
I debate on simply following her, to run away from Cam yet again, but my feet seem to be rooted to the spot.
"How are you?" he asks, leaning his forearms against the edge of the table.
They are very impressive forearms. And that tattoo...
I drag my gaze away from his arms to find him studying me closely.
I shrug. "I'm fine."
"Yeah? Cause last time I saw you, you kind of seemed like you weren't fine." He pins me with his gaze, and my stomach clenches.
"Nope. Completely fine. Better than fine, actually. All sunshine and rainbows here."
And now I'm fucking rambling? What the hell is wrong with me?
"Sunshine and rainbows? That's a new one." That smirk appears again.
Damn this incredibly hot, sexy man for whatever the fuck he's doing to me right now.
The memory of his lips on mine, pouring so much emotion into his kisses, has been on constant repeat in my mind all week. Of his slow, determined movements, drawing the pleasure out so that the orgasm overpowered me and left me boneless...
His eyes twinkle as they drift over my body, taking in every inch of me slowly.
Heat coils in my belly, and something flutters.
It. Fucking. Flutters.
"Stop that," I say, glaring at him.
He raises an eyebrow. "Stop what?"
I lower my voice. "Looking at me like you know what I look like naked," I hiss.