Page 29 of Craving You
“I love him… so much, Cam,” I say.
“I know you do,” Cam says.“I told Mom and Dad, by the way.”
“Oh?”I ask.“What did they say?”
“Mom cried.Dad was pretty quiet.I asked their thoughts, and they said they didn’t care that you were working at the club or even that you consented to doing extra.They were more so just upset you got hurt… I told them you quit, and they were happy about that.”
“So, they aren’t disappointed?”
“No, Lorelei,” he says.“No one is or ever has been disappointed in you.”
“Good,” I sigh.“He’s holding my boob, and it’s low-key adorable.”
“Boobs are comforting,” Cam shrugs.“You should get some sleep.”
“Yeah,” I say.“Thank you for checking on me.”
“You are welcome,” he says.“Please don’t fuck in my office.Keep it to yours.”
“We’ll see,” I say with a grin.“Goodnight, Cam.”
“Night, sis,” he laughs as he leaves the room and shuts the door.
“We can fight our demons together, Remy,” I say, kissing the top of his head and closing my eyes.“We never have to be alone again.”
Remy doesn’t say anything, but I know he was awake for most of that.He simply slides his arm under my back so he can squeeze my body against his.He settles again, and this time, we both drift off to sleep.
Chapter Ten
Lorelei
Iamsittingatmy desk typing when my office door comes open.I glance up and smile when I see that it’s Remy.“Hey.I am almost done,” I say as I resume typing.He walks around behind me to look at my screen, resting his hands on my shoulders.
“How long have you been sitting here typing?”he asks as he starts to knead my shoulders.
“Oh, that’s nice,” I sigh and slow down.“I’m so close, Remy.Please let me finish.”
“Go on.I’m not stopping you,” he says, working my tired muscles.I fight through the final few lines before dropping my head and pushing my keyboard away.Remy chuckles and presses in on the knots in my neck, making me groan.
“It sounds like you are getting fucked in here,” Cam says from my doorway.
“Shh,” I say, shooing him away.
“Meeting is in five,” Cam laughs.Remy leans down and kisses my shoulder, and I whine when he stops massaging my neck.
“Come on.I can massage your back when we get home,” Remy says.
“My home or yours?”I ask.
“Our home, and your things are being moved over today,” Remy says as I stand.
“Wait.What?”I ask, turning to him.
“Uh oh,” Cam laughs.
“Why?”I ask.
“Because I know you,” Remy says.“You’ll never willingly take that step because you’ll think you are intruding, which you aren’t considering I’m now making you move in with me.”
