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And find Camille sitting alone in the break room at the single lonely table with a mug of tea in front of her and a mile-long stare.
“You look tired,” I say.
She stares over and looks startled. “Just what every girl wants to hear.”
“How are you settling in?” I step into the room and close the door behind me.
“Fine.” She looks down at the mug. “It’d be easier if you weren’t coming in here every day and watching me. You put everyone on edge.”
“I told you, I have to keep you safe.” Which is only half true. I could assign a soldier to keep tabs on her, or I could simply trust Demetrios—there’s no reason for me to come eat here personally.
I do it because I can’t stop myself.
It’s like a compulsion, this need to be near her.
Even if she’s the source of all my problems.
“Thanks, but things are actually decent.” She leans back and a little smile covers her lips. “I’ve never had a job before.”
“Do you like it?” I walk over to her, my heart hammering. What am I doing back here? Why am I talking to this girl? I should forget all about her, and instead I feel myself burning for her taste again, like a yearning in my guts, like a hunger I can’t shake.
This girl, who ruined my shot with the dockworkers and who made my life that much harder.
This girl, who fucked like a goddess and tasted like syrup.
“Demetrios is really nice, and Ophelia’s really cool. It’s nice to have someone my own age right here, but yeah, she’s also very intense.”
“I’m glad you’re settling in.”
“You’ve done enough for me, you know,” she says and shifts to face me as I stop in front of her. “You’ve done too much, really. I feel like—I feel like Ioweyou, and I don’t like it.”
“You owe me nothing.” I kneel down and face her, and she stares at me with those beautiful lips hanging open. “You can tell me to leave you alone whenever you choose, and you know I will listen.” I reach out and run a thumb down that lovely mouth—and I think I’ve gone too far, too fast, and I’m only going to scare her away—but before I can pull myself back, her lips part and she leans forward, rolling her tongue around my thumb.
My pulse quickens and blood flows into my cock.
I let out a strangled grunt and she stares at me.
And I see my own desire mirrored in her gaze like she’s been thinking the same things as me all this time.
“I’m not paying you back with this,” she whispers. “If that’s what you’re thinking.”
“I’d never dream of it. I learned my lesson.”
And I bury her mouth with my own.
Chapter9
Evander
She whimpers when I peel her tights off. She’s in one of those typical diner waitress uniforms with a skirt and a button-down front. Demetrios keeps it old school in his establishment, and in this moment, I love him for it, because I have easy access to Camille.
“Is this why you keep staring at me?” she says as I kiss her thinner thigh. She digs her fingers into my hair. “You’ve been waiting for the chance to corner me?”
“If I wanted to take you, I would’ve taken you at my pleasure.” I lick her pussy from top to bottom and lap her juices up before kissing her again, making her taste herself on my tongue. She moans as my fingers do their work, teasing her.
“They talk about you, you know,” she says as I move back down and lick her slowly, tasting her folds and loving every second of it. I murmur in Greek again, loving her honey on my tongue.
“And what do they say?” I ask.
