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I snuggleCam closer to me on the couch, and he turns his head to kiss my cheek. We’re lying under a blanket, supposedly watching a movie, but I don’t think either of us has any clue what’s actually going on. We’ve been too busy making out.
He’s staying. Because he wants to be with me.
I’ve never been this happy before.
It makes me want to kick myself that I could have been feeling this sooner if I’d just told him I want him to stay. If I’d told him how I feel. Gideon will never let me live this down.
I chuckle. Gideon giving relationship advice is still the weirdest fucking thing ever.
“What’s funny?” Cam asks, turning in my arms and nearly headbutting me in the cheekbone. My precious, clumsy man.
“I talked to Gideon this morning about you, and he said I should tell you how I feel. And I was just thinking that he’s the last person anyone would usually go to for relationship support, but his advice turned out to be good.”
To my surprise, his face goes fiery red.
“What?” I ask. “Should I not have talked to Gideon? I didn’t say anything private.”
He shakes his head. “No, that’s fine. I…” He sits up suddenly, and only quick reflexes on my part keep him from being dumped on the floor. “I have a confession.”
I sit up too, facing him. His face is serious, so this is important to him. But I can’t think of anything he might say that would warrant a confession.
“I wasn’t sure how to convince you that we belong together, so I called Alistair for advice. He put a mission team together and made Gideon call you to get inside intel.”
What?
It takes me a lot longer than it should to process that. He called Alistair? And Alistair… made… Gideon…
I laugh.
Hard. And loudly.
“You’re not mad?” Cam’s relief breaks through my amusement, and I sweep him into my lap.
“Not mad,” I promise, still chortling a little.
“Even though I spied on you?”
“Honestly, that just makes it all even better.” I snort. “You cared enough to take action. And my cousin had to do something I bet he hated.” This gives so much context to the call. No wonder he was such an ass.
“He really didn’t want to do it,” Cam tells me. “I would have felt bad for him if I didn’t need the information so much.”
“Neither of us is that bright, are we?” I ask, kissing his ear. “If we’d just communicated better, you wouldn’t have had to ask Alistair for help. Though I’m glad you did. I can’t wait to tell Asher and Zac that Gideon’s been interfering in my love life.”
He sighs. “I wish I had family like that. Someone I could torment but they still knew I loved them.”
My arms tighten around him involuntarily, and he makes a small, wordless sound. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to squeeze.”
“I like it. I was just surprised. Squeeze away.”
I do it again, but a little more gently this time. “You can torment my family,” I offer. “In fact, you already did torment Gideon.”
He chuckles, but it’s wistful. “Yeah.”
I don’t say anything else—it would be an empty platitude right now, this early in our relationship. But I know it won’t be long until he’s so enmeshed in our family that the love-torment cycle comes naturally, and I can’t wait to be able to give him that.
“You can ask me, you know,” he says suddenly. “I don’t mind talking about it.”
“Your family?”
