The ringing stops, and I watch as he licks back along my thigh toward my pussy, anxiously waiting for him to get to the sweet spot.
But then my phone starts up again, and Cam pushes onto his knees. “You should probably check who it is.”
Ugh. With a groan, I grab my phone from the nightstand and see Graham's name on the screen. “It's just my brother,” I tell him. “He can wait.” The ringing stops when it's still in my hand. “There.”
“You sure?” Cam asks, kissing the inside of my thigh again right before he bites down on the flesh.
My eyes close as the slight sting of pain travels to my pussy. It's like my pain receptors have been rewired to turn me on instead of making me hurt.
Unfortunately, just as his head dips down again, my phone starts chiming once again.
Pushing up completely, Cam covers my body with the blanket and then drops down next to me. “You should get it.”
Sighing, I roll onto my side and swipe the screen to answer. I admit the repeated calls have me feeling a little concerned, even if I'm frustrated about the timing. “Graham? What's wrong?”
“Finally,” he replies dramatically, not seeming distressed in any way. “Nothing's wrong.”
“Then why are you blowing up my phone on a Saturday morning?”
“It's not that early. What were you doing? Don't tell me you were still asleep.” As soon as the words are out of his mouth, he must realize. “Actually, never mind. I don't want to know. I keep forgetting about the whole boyfriend thing now.” I smile as I feel Cam's big warm hand slide over my side under the blanket. “Anyway, I'm going to be there tonight.”
“What?” I shoot up to a sitting position, a mixture of surprise and excitement causing my cheeks to curve into a smile. “Really?”
I haven't seen him since I moved here, and I wasn't expecting him to be able to come for a little while yet.
I feel the dip of the bed beside me, telling me Cam is now sitting up, too, probably wondering what the hell is going on.
“Yep.”
“What happened to you giving me enough notice to get some time off?”
“Well, I figured since you're not working as much, it wouldn't be so bad. I can see you before and after work. And you'll probably have at least one day off if I'm there for a week.”
“So you're staying here for a week?” I bend my head to the side when Cam's lips touch my shoulder, giving him more access.
“Yeah, if that's okay?”
“Of course it is! My couch is pretty comfortable.” I can't help but think of all the ways Cam has had me on said couch and make a mental note to put a sheet over it.
“Don't worry. I know you'll want to be spending time with your new guy as well. I'll just go exploring or hit up a bar by myself. But I do want to meet him as well.”
Cam's lips brush back and forth over my skin, his hot breath causing a shiver to run down my spine. I wonder how he would feel about meeting my brother.
“Speaking of,” Graham continues. “I won't be there until around eight, so I thought we could all meet at a restaurant and grab dinner. You working today?”
“Yeah, until seven.”
“Perfect. And Cam? Will he be able to come?”
Suddenly, I feel nervous at the thought of Campbell and Graham meeting.
Is it too soon? Will Campbell think it's too soon? What will Gray think of him, and vice-versa? Will Cam evenwantto meet him?
“Um.” I turn my head in Cam's direction, and his brows draw together when he sees the wary look on my face. “Hold on a second,” I tell Graham and then cover the receiver to talk to Cam. “He's coming to the city to stay with me for a week and wants to meet for dinner tonight. He, uh, wants to meet you.” Cam's look is unreadable as he stares back at me, but there's a long enough stretch of silence that it has me deciding to take it back and blurting, “You know what? I'll tell him another time will be better.”
Just as I turn my head to speak into the phone again, Cam stops me with a hand on top of mine. “It's okay. I'll meet him.”
“Yeah?” I ask, trying to read his gray eyes.
