Page 406 of End Game

I stare at the ceiling. “Well.”

She laughs weakly. “Well.”

“I leave town for four weeks and come home to a tiny dictator.”

She lifts her head. “Careful.”

“Threat?”

“Promise.”

My dick shows signs of renewed interest.

Traitor.

Cami notices.

Her eyebrows rise.

I laugh.

Then I move.

Fast enough to make her squeak.

I roll us.

Cami lands beneath me, hair spread across the pillow.

Her eyes go wide for half a second.

Then narrow.

“Dex.”

I catch both sides of her face.

And kiss her.

That's it.

No power move.

No reversal.

No my turn.

Just me kissing her until both of us are breathless again.

When I finally pull back, I keep my forehead against hers. “I fucking missed you too.”

Her expression softens instantly. “Oh.”

“Yeah.”

She wraps both arms around my neck.

Pulls me down.