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asked.
    “Yes,” she said.
    “You buttface, I knew it. Did you
tell him I was single?”
    “Yes, I did,” she said.
    “Did you tell him that I think
he’s cute?” I asked.
    I could hear the smile in her voice
when she said, “Well…”
    “No, you didn’t! You did
not tell him I call him the Hunky Dad!”
    “I did,” she said.
    I paused. “Is he single?”
    “Yes,” she said.
    “Okay, last question: if I
murdered you, do you think I could get away with it?”
    “No,” she said, not
sounding the least bit worried.
    “You are officially the worst
friend ever,” I said.
    “I know. You’re welcome,”
she said before hanging up on me.
    Pulling up to my duplex, I jumped out
of my car. Upon exiting the parking lot, I looked to my neighbor’s
yard. Finding it empty, I rushed up to my door.
    I turned the knob quietly and slowly,
finding the door unlocked. “Hey Cameron, sorry I took so long,”
I called out as I opened the door. “Whoa,” I said,
stopping right inside.
    Cameron, just on the other side of the
door, stood only an inch from me. He reached behind me, shutting the
door but left his arm on the door, boxing me in.
    Backing up, my back hit the door behind
me. “Hi,” I whispered.
    His other hand reached to the door on
my other side, surrounding me. “Hi,” he said. Then his
lips moved into mine. At first he kissed me slowly, but then he
kissed me furiously, as if he was unleashing a kiss that had been
pent-up for hours. The length of his body pressed into mine.
    I wrapped my arms around his shoulders
and my legs around his waist, climbing him. A little gasp escaped me
as he ground against me.
    He pulled his lips away from mine for
one second to say, “I need to be inside of you.” Then his
lips pressed back into mine.
    We broke our kiss only for a moment so
that he could pull off my sweatshirt and shirt.
    His hands went to my breasts and I felt
him groan against my lips. “I love that you’re not
wearing a bra,” he whispered.
    I laid my head back against the door,
closing my eyes as he ground into me.
    Uncurling my legs from around him, I
set them down to stand on shaky legs. His hands immediately went to
my button and zipper, and mine reached for his. As soon as my pants
were undone, I wiggled out of them.
    Cameron’s hands wrapped around my
ass and he lifted me until he was poised to enter me. He paused and I
pressed my knees into his hips, breathing heavily.
    Leisurely, he pushed into me. When we’d
both reached our release, he let his body collapse into mine against
the door.
    “Oh, baby,” he whispered
into my ear, chuckling, “Baby, baby, baby.” He then
whispered something so low I couldn’t hear him.
    “Huh?” I asked, blinking up
at him.
    He pulled out of me, setting me down on
the floor, and tucking himself back into his pants. His face came
down, lips just brushing over mine. As his fingers combed into the
hair at the back of my head, he intensified the kiss. After a minute,
he pulled away. “I really want to do that again, and take my
time this time.”
    “But…?”
    “But I am supposed to open up the
shop at ten-thirty, and I’ll already be a little late for
that.”
    “Of course,” I breathed.
    “And you have that birthday
lunch,” he said.
    “Oh, yay,” I said without
enthusiasm.
    He chuckled. “Want to shower
together?”
    “Um, you go ahead, I haven’t
eaten anything and I’m starting to feel a little lightheaded,”
I said.
    “Let me make you something,”
he said, leaning back and looking at me, concerned.
    “No, no, I’m just going to
microwave some oatmeal. You go shower,” I said.
    He kissed me. “You sure?”
    “Yeah, I’m good,” I
said, nodding.
    He walked backwards away from me,
looking sexy with his pants open and boxer briefs riding low. He gave
me a huge grin. “You keep standing there all naked and ravaged
like that, and I’m going to fuck you again.”
    “Is that a threat or a promise?”
I asked.
    “Oh, sexy, you’re