Page 30 of Find Me on the Ice


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“Where’d you park?”

He laughs and points to a black Nissan Altima that Laura has rented while she is here. She was happy to hand the keys over to Cam for this date. Something she usually doesn’t support so blatantly, he told me. I guess I’m just special that way.

I step off of the curb, leading the way, and say, “Don’t think for one second that you’re getting invited inside, by the way.” I bite my cheek to control the laugh and smile trying to break free.

He throws his hand on his chest, seemingly pained at my comment. “I’m a virgin, I’ll have you know. I’m saving myself for marriage.”

This time, the laugh bellows out of me. “Ha! If you’re a virgin, then I’m the fucking Pope.”

“I’m pretty sure the Pope isn’t supposed to say fucking,” he says jokingly.

“Yeah, well, you’re definitely not a virgin, so I can say whatever I want,” I say smugly as he opens the passenger door for me.

I go to sit in the car, but he grabs my waist before I can. He pulls me back against his chest with my ass pressed firmly against him. And, dear mother of God, does my body respond to his touch.

Pressing his warm lips against my ear, he whispers, “Oh, Little Dove, I am the furthest thing there is from a virgin.”

He takes a breath. When the hot air hits my skin and his fingers tighten on my waist, my breath quickens as I anticipate his next move or word.

He runs the tip of his tongue up the shell of my ear, and warm shivers run down my neck.

“One day, Nikki, I want to show you the stars, the ones that only exist in the darkness of your closed eyes, that only form because of how good I make you feel.”

Hearing my name, even my fake one, coming from his lips feels like being bathed in sunlight.

“With every flick of my tongue”—he sucks on my earlobe—“across every single inch of your skin, I want to watch you completely unravel from my touch.”

Pushing back into him, I feel exactly how much he is enjoying this and how much he would enjoy everything he is promising.

He slowly releases my waist without a word and walks around to the driver’s door with a smile stretched on his lips.

We each slide into our seats before I say, “As much as I want that and would love that, you live in New York, and I live here, Cameron. Anything romantic or sexual would just end in pain. And I’ve had enough of that for a lifetime.”

I point to go straight, and he puts the car in drive, taking off.

I pause for a moment before smirking and saying, “But it’s a nice thought. I will certainly revisit that moment in the future—probably under my sheets at night,” I say, blatantly showing my intentions.

Cam rolls his eyes and licks his lips. “Nikki, you cannot friend-zone me and tell me you are going to get yourself off while thinking of me in the same sentence.”

I hold my finger up. “Technically, it wasn’t the same sentence.” I purse my lips, stifling bubbling laughter.

He closes his eyes and shakes his head for a second before glancing at me, waiting for directions.

“Take a left up here. I’m going to my shop.”

He glances at the clock on the display. “This late?”

Wondering how much I should reveal, I think that this might be one whole truth that I can give him tonight. “I live in a loft in the back of the building. A one-stop shop for me.” I laugh.

He smiles softly and chuckles.

When he pulls onto my street, I can see the shop about two blocks down. My heart sinks, as I know this will end in mere seconds.

Cam pulls up next to my shop and puts the car in park, looking at me sheepishly. “Um, so this is very foreign territory for me, but how serious is that friend zone?”

I smile at him, but it almost immediately turns to a frown. “Cameron, we would never see each other. And our lives look quite different. You being here is like stepping out of your life and coming into mine. But I don’t think that transition would be quite so smooth the other way around.”

He won’t meet my eyes and is staring at the floor with an empty look. The pain that erupts in my chest is so very unexpected. I know he’s cute and kind and a lot of other amazing things. But nothing could have prepared me for the locked-up feelings that are breaking free from their cage tonight.

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