Page 841 of End Game

And drops his pants.

Cami makes a sound halfway between a sob and a laugh.

“DEX!”

“What? You needed to see it.”

“Your entire ass is almost out.”

“You’re welcome.”

Clay pushes away from the wall. “Jesus Christ, man.”

Dex turns slightly, revealing the tattoo high on the inside of his thigh.

Clay immediately looks away. “I did not need to see that much of you before breakfast.”

“Intimidated.”

“I’m a firefighter. I’ve seen corpses less upsetting.”

That gets Cami laughing.

Actually laughing.

But there are tears running down her face now.

She reaches for Griffin first, her fingertips stopping before they touch the bandage.

“Over your heart?”

His answer is simple.

“Yeah.”

Her face crumples.

Fuck.

Griffin catches her around the waist before she decides whether she’s hugging him, and she buries her face against his shoulder.

He closes his eyes and slides one hand into her hair.

“I’m going to ruin my makeup,” she mumbles into his shirt.

“I don’t care.”

“I care,” her mother calls through the door.

That makes Cami laugh again.

She pulls away from Griffin and goes to Ronan.

Her fingers curl carefully around his wrist, below the tattoo.

“You put it where you have to look at it.”

Ronan glances down. “That was intentional.”