Page 73 of Keep Me Never
“Overpacking doesn’t make me the worst. In fact, it makes me the best prepared,” her best friend argues back.
Ari grins, looking my way. “What happened to the tank top you said you bought? I’m sure we all have extra hoodies if you forgot one.”
“No, I brought a zip-up, yellow AU one, but the top falls way past my bra since I’m a bit limited with what I’ve got to hold it up.” I laugh.
“Ugh, I wish.” She ducks back into the bathroom. “I swear, mine are getting bigger right along with my ass lately. I’m living in leggings because my jeans are too tight.”
“It’s called comfort eating, my dear,” Cameron quips. “You miss your man, so you’re eating the damn spaghetti he made you fall in love with him over…over and over.”
“But it’s so good! And the peppers!”
“Yeah, yeah, we all saw you stealing pepper packets at the pizza place the other night. We get it. It adds the special touch.”
We’re sharing a laugh when there’s a soft knock at the door.
Frowning, we look to each other, and Ari comes out with a toothbrush between her lips and raises a brow.
“Well, I can’t get it!” She motions to her naked legs in her T-shirt and toothpaste dripping down her chin.
Cam jumps up, and I quickly tear something from her bag and yank it over my head to hide my bra. She pulls it open only enough to see out the latch, then closes it, unlocking it fully and yanking it open. “Chaser, what do you want?”
My head pulls that way and I tuck my hair behind my ear, climbing from the bed.
“Nice to see you too, Cam,” he jokes.
“We saw you like ten hours ago at dinner,” she sasses.
His eyes pop over her shoulder, spotting me coming to him, and his lips pull up at the side.
He tries to sidestep her, to meet me halfway, but Cam slides in his way, pushing him back a tad. “Sorry, girls only and one of us is basically naked. Please hold.”
He opens his mouth, but she closes the door in his face, turning to me with a laugh. “He’s all—” She cuts off, glaring down at my chest before blinking, and a smirk pulls at her mouth. “Oh, this is gonna be good. I’m totally eavesdropping.”
“What?”
“Oh, nothing. Go.” She pulls the door open and then I’m pushed out.
I stutter a laugh, spinning to Chase, and he steps up to me instantly, tipping my head back and bending to take my mouth with his own.
God, I love when he does that, hitting me with the unexpected heat of his body against mine, taking what he wants and giving so,sogood.
I should expect it by now because it seems he can never help himself, and I kind of want to see what he’d do if we were somewhere where he didn’t have to stop.
He pulls back only when he has to catch his breath, his teeth sliding along my lower lip as he grins against it. “Hi.”
“Hi.” I laugh lightly. “Shouldn’t you be at the field by now?”
“I have two minutes to get down to the lobby, bus just pulled up, but I had to come here first.”
Had to. Not wanted to, hehadto.
Gah! My insides melt a little, but I try not to show it. We’re still new, even if it doesn’t feel like it to me. I don’t want to freak him out.
“Okay, listen,” he begins. “Don’t think I’m juvenile for this—or do, I don’t even care so long as you agree.”
I bite my lip. “Okay.”
He’s smiling but hesitates, and I swear there’s a hint of a flush creeping up his neck.
