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As normal as things had been at the beginning of the season.
He helped me out a lot with my filming at night.
When we weren’t traveling.
He also joined me late at night at the rink.
Or at the country bar.
And I was more in love with Cash Clemens than I’d ever been.
He shook his head and turned around, leaving me standing in front of the table. “Let’s do a quick run-through before I start the live.” Tonight, I was shooting this live on social media.
It seemed like my viewers were responding more to the lives than the pre-recorded sessions. Since I was home now for a few days, and I had a good amount of sessions banked up—thanks to Cash—I figured it would be a good time to do a couple of daily lives a day.
I didn’t have to travel to Calgary until Thursday.
And Cash didn’t have to travel until Friday.
I was looking forward to three nights at home with him.
“Okay, okay,” I said with an exaggerated eye roll. “If you’re going to chicken out, there’s nothing I can do about it.”
He bent behind my phone on the stand and smirked. “Yep, that’s me, sweetness. A big chicken for not wanting my hair to fall out.”
I laughed and held out the can of dry shampoo. “It won’t make your hair fall out, sheesh.”
Cash gave me a wink. “I’ll take your word for it. Okay, go in three,” he said and counted me down.
I did my thing and went on a spiel about dry shampoos. The pros. The cons. I pretended to spray it in my hair—seeing as this was just a dry run, after all.
But something was still bothering me.
My hands waved and I said, “Cut. I really should try spraying this before I do the live.” I batted my eyelashes. “You’ll help me out, right?”
His head fell back, and he let out a sigh. “Jillian—”
I gave him my best sultry smile. “Come on, honey. For me? You know I’ll make it worth your while.”
Cash’s eyes hit mine and held on. “How worth my while?”
I giggled and set the dry shampoo down.
He stalked toward me. “You know what I want, Jillian.” Cash stood in front of me and bent down. I felt his hands on my behind. He turned and set me on the table. “Come on, you know you want to give it to me, sweetness.” He kissed that spot underneath my ear. It always made me melt.
And he knew that.
I moaned, loving the feel of him.
His lips trailed kisses down my neck.
Which I also loved.
The goose bumps that rose up on my skin proved that fact.
I shivered in his arms. “I only have four left,” I murmured against his lips.
“Four? Then you can definitely give me one.”
