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“It’s all over. She is gone and was charged. Now we wait for her trial, where they said I will most likely have to testify. I’m more than happy to if it means putting her ass behind bars.”
Blaire nods. “I love you,” she whispers. “You’re so strong for reporting her. She deserves what is coming to her.”
“I know, baby. I know.”
We sit there and stare into each other’s eyes. I caress her face as she studies mine. Not being able to take the distance anymore, I pull her forward and crush my lips to hers. She moans the moment my tongue runs another the seam of her lips before parting them, and I take in the familiar feel and taste I have grown to love. Blaire runs her hands down my neck, to my shoulders, and down my back. She repeats the trail, up and down. I grip her waist as my mouth explores her and slip my fingers up the bottom of her hoodie, resting my hands on her warm stomach.
Blaire begins to grind her hips against me, as if she is trying to get closer, although we are already chest to chest. I can feel her rapid heartbeat and it matches my own. She pulls away, gasping for breath as my mouth trails down her neck. It meets the top of her hoodie and I rip it off, needing my lips on her skin.
Pulling back, I take in her pale, smooth skin. She sits there on my lap, her top half bare and her bottom covered by a small pair of sleep shorts. I’m harder than I have ever been before and she doesn’t make it easier as she bites her lip, looking at me. Moving forward, I repeat my earlier movements and plant kiss after kiss along her neck, her shoulders, and finally her breasts. She moans as I take one into my mouth and massage the other with my left hand.
There is a knock at her bedroom door, and I pull away, groaning because all I want is my girl naked. “What?” I shout.
“I understand you two are horny twenty-year-olds and need to get your groove on, but these are thin walls and if I have to hear Blaire let out a loud moan one more time, I cannot be blamed for using that image for my spank bank later,” Maddox says from the other side of the door.
I clutch Blaire’s hips as she giggles. “You think about my girl while jerking off and I’ll strangle you.”
“Don’t have such a sexy girlfriend who is loud in the sack!” he yells back, and I can hear him and everyone else laughing.
Blaire laughs into my neck. “You really brought Maddox?”
I run my hands up and down her naked back, noting how smooth she is. “He insisted. Actually, all the guys did. I’m sure they’re in the living room enjoying that little exchange Maddox started.” We both laugh because it’s impossible to be mad at Maddox, even when he uses the word ‘spank bank’ and ‘Blaire’ in the same sentence.
After we’ve settled down, I look at my girl. “You know, I’ve been going crazy the last three days. Where’d you go off to, Gray Eyes?”
Her face changes and her eyebrows are drawn together. “I should probably put a shirt on when we talk about this. A lot happened the last three days with me.”
As she climbs off my lap, I feel empty with the loss of her and the moment she has her hoodie secured back on, I pull her to my lap, sideways this time so as to not get distracted and end up naked again.
She takes a deep breath and starts from the moment she left my house Saturday night to when she flew home this afternoon.
37
BLAIRE
It is well past midnight as I lie on Camden’s naked chest, listening to his steady breaths. The tips of my fingers glide up and down his perfect chest and down to the small patch of hair above where the sheet is resting at his waist. I have always loved his chest. It’s tanned and solid, yet soft enough to use as a pillow. More than once I have told him I’m worried I am crushing him, but he reassures me that he sleeps better with me tucked into his side and close to him.
After going through everything I have been up to the last three days, Camden sat silently on my bed. He then began pacing the room and I worried something made him mad. Maybe that I went to see my mom, someone he had told me was a toxic person and did not deserve someone like me as their daughter.
After a few deep breaths, he confessed that he was happy I ended up opening the letters. I told him what they said, starting from the first and so on. I left out the last letter about Harvey raping another girl and being sentenced to seven years in prison. I wasn’t ready to tell him yet and needed to gauge how he would handle that information. After I told him about seeing my mom for the first time, her telling me about my dad’s passing, and our conversations and time together for three days, he seemed in a better place for me to drop the Harvey bomb.
Camden cursed, threw a pillow across the room, and slammed my closet door when I told him that Harvey raped a seventeen-year-old girl. Levi and Conrad came running into the room when they heard the commotion, worried about what was going on. I assured them that everything was okay, but they eyed an angry Camden before closing the door. He paced some more and when he was ready to listen, I explained to him that the girl was a senator’s daughter who was just starting at A&M and because of her high-profile status, Harvey had several charges against him and was sentenced to seven years in state prison. Camden was happy to hear that, but angry, like myself, that it happened to another girl.
When I talked about my mom and our time together, I could tell that Camden was apprehensive about this newfound relationship. After listening to more of our talks and her confessions, he was happy my mom seemed to, as Camden put it, ‘pull her head out of her ass.’
It was past ten when we caught each other up about what happened the last three days and it is hard to believe so much happened in such a short amount of time. While he held me on my bed, I realized how much I missed him in the short amount of time we were apart. Since we got together, we haven’t gone a day without at least texting and not talking to him hurts.
We decided it would be rude to stay in the room all night without seeing our friends. Well, I thought it was rude. Camden tried his hardest to keep me wrapped in his arms on my bed, but I wanted to see the guys. I needed to thank them for being by Camden’s side after what happened with Chloe. Knowing that he had a support system as great as them makes me feel less guilty for not being by his side.
We all hung around our living room, Camden not taking his hands off me. Maddox had ordered some pizza while Camden and I were in my room, and the moment it arrived, my stomach announced itself with a loud grumble that could be heard by everyone. We all laughed and dived into the greasy goodness. The boys did not stay long since everyone had class the next morning, but Camden refused to leave. Conrad drove his Jeep home with the rest of the guys around eleven-thirty.
Camden and I had gone straight to bed after saying good night to Emree. Too tired to do anything else, Camden stripped both of us out of our clothes and we have been under the sheets ever since. He fell asleep rather quickly, but even though I am exhausted, sleep hasn’t come. There is too much on my mind and it hasn’t shut down.
“You know, if you keep doing that, I’m not going to be responsible for my actions,” Camden whispers. His eyes are still closed, but his breathing has changed.
I smile against his chest. “Doing what?” I ask innocently.
He chuckles and the movement shakes me. “We have class in the morning, Gray Eyes.”
