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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
The phone was on its fifth ring and Cam should’ve hung up already. Adrianna was probably asleep by now. She didn’t get much shut-eye last night. He’d kept her up until the wee hours of the morning, kissing and fucking.No regrets there.
They’d spent some fantasy hours until she’d sprang from the bed at five in the morning and packed hers and Bron’s stuff with an agility and efficiency that left him in shock.
They’d texted throughout the day and she had been busy catching up at the bistro and he had meetings with his lawyers, publicist, and virtual assistants. He’d been talked out by three in the afternoon but still had two major interviews scheduled for the evening.
His thumb hovered over the round end-call icon when her sleepy face appeared on the screen. Happiness sprang in his chest but sank into his stomach when he took in her half-closed eyes.
“Shit, I woke you. Go back to sleep. We can talk tomorrow.”
She shook her head. “I dozed off waiting for your call. Your daughter was missing you too much. She asked me lay here until she fell asleep.” She moved the phone around so he could see Bron snuggled against her chest, one foot over Adri’s legs, and her mouth in a pout.
It caused a stir in his chest. “I needed that. I miss you two so much. Lux has been moping around. This house is just too damned quiet. Even Frida and Diego…” He shook his head.
“I miss you too, Cam. I was so worried about you and the interviews. Bron and I talked a lot about you before she fell asleep.”
He’d just found out Bron was his daughter a little while ago and missing her that much still surprisedhim. But he had missed Adri since the moment he’d stupidly walked away from her. “Can you do me a favor? Take a selfie of the two of you like that and send it to me. I want to see your face and hers. Then call me back?”
She nodded. “Okay and I’ll go to my room so we can talk. Call you back in two minutes.”
One minute later, her text message came through with the image of Bron laying half on top of her. He should be with them right now, not here dealing with press bullshit. He was still staring at the image when Adri’s name appeared on the screen. He picked up and she was now sitting with her back against an iron headboard.
“You know, I’ve never been to your bedroom.”
She lowered her lashes and gave him one her saucy smiles. “Oh, I was going to tell you. You won a three-hour tour on Friday when you get here.”
“Three hours sounds very brief. I want to make sure to give every corner proper attention. That headboard alone looks like two-hours’ worth of inspection and structural testing.”
Her pupils dilated into huge brown moons. Yeah, hedefinitely wouldbe fucking her against that wrought iron.
She closed her eyes and breathed out, “I can’t wait.”
He should get on a plane right now. Fuck everything else.
“How did today go?” Her question yanked him out of his thoughts, crashing him back into reality.
He shrugged. “It was fine. It’s over.”
Her eyes narrowed like a doctor inspecting a wound. “Try again, Cam.”
“What do you want me to say? It’s annoying as all fuck out. I spent years playing with the Emperors and only talked to the media when necessary. They’re making me pay for it. My publicist keeps bitching about all the strings she has to pull.”
She pressed her lips together in a pout. “Thank you. You’re doing this for us and I know it’s not easy.”
He was dying to kiss that pout off her lips. “Don’t thank me now. Thank me when you see me. Use that mouth on me, Adri. I’m dying to have all you over me again.”
Her lips parted. “Don’t start things we can’t finish.”
“You can finish it and let me watch.”
What the fuck. Was he losing his freaking mind?Did he just actually suggest she got herself off on camera for him? His cock hardened with his palm itching to rub against it. He wouldn’t be surprised if she swore at him and hung up.
Except her lower lip disappeared between her teeth and a hooded look came over her eyes. Holy shit, he was going to need a cold shower right after he beat off.
“Cam.” She shook her head way too slow, like she was reluctant to do so. “It’s just not a good idea but…”
“But?”
