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“Alright. Hey, how’s your fake skin practice going?”
“Fine. I left a couple pieces in your office to look at if you get a sec. One of them sucks.”
“Nothing you make sucks, you’re being too hard on yourself. Look at it after a night’s sleep and decide if you feel the same way. You might realize you actually love it, if not, we’ll find a way to fix it. Or you can save it for coverup practice later on. But I’m sure it’s beautiful.”
Cam and I are practically gaping at him. It’s the most I’ve ever heard him speak at once.
“Meh. We can go over them tomorrow,” she replies.
“Night, Kel.”
Logan doesn’t look back down until she disappears.He’s definitely got a thing for her.
Cam looks between the door and Logan. “Jesus Christ, Blabbermouth Betty. Did you want us to leave so you could fuck her on the counter?”
He raises an annoyed eyebrow, wipes the tattoo, and leans forward again, switching the gun on. “Shut up,” he says, going in again with his eyes transfixed on my thigh.
I get the side-eye from Camden and press my tongue into my cheek.Be nice,I mouth.
“We appreciate you staying late for us,” I add.
Logan nods and continues working. When it’s about finished, he pauses, studies it, then adds a little more until he’s satisfied. “All done.”
He sits up and stretches. The guy looks beat.
“Thank you, Logan. You do incredible work.” I sit up and marvel at the ink on my pinkened thigh. I love it so much.
“Thanks, man. I can cover it for her, and we’ll get out of your hair.” Cam pulls out his wallet and hands over severalbills. Logan strips off his latex gloves and takes the money to count it.
“Need change?”
“No.”
He nods and takes the cash up front toward the register.
Cam sanitizes his hands, then adds a thin layer of ointment before ripping off the back of the bandage and setting it on top.
“You’re the coolest person I’ve ever met, you know that?” he says.
Smiling sweetly, I bat my eyes at him. “Everybody knows that.”
He kisses me softly and nips at my lower lip before helping me sit up. I spin ninety degrees in the chair before standing. Cam drops to his knees and raises my jeans back into place, I suck in my stomach so he can button them, and he kisses my leg on the center of my new tattoo.
“You’re my girl. Let’s go home and get you fucked into bed.”
At home, Cam gets me a painkiller. My sex drive has shot to the moon since I’ve been getting it regularly. Now that I’ve experienced true pleasure, I can’t get enough. Who knew sex could be as amazing as it is in books?Not me.
“Go lie down in my room. I’ll be there in a minute.”
I try not to skip the whole way there. Stretching out on his bed, I close my eyes. I’m in awe of how every day seems better than the last since we’ve given ourselves a chance at a healthy relationship.
There are times I think I should forget about Bryan, let the court sort out the money stuff and enjoy this new adventurewith Camden. Then I remember how bad it hurt when he slammed my head into the drywall. They say the best revenge is being happy, and, well, ruining his life will put a smile on my face. However, this isn’t just about vengeance. Every abusive fuck’s reign has an expiration date, and his is long overdue. He’s been given too much power, I’m simply rectifying the inequity.
After a bit, Camden returns with an armful of stuff.Snacks.
“These are for later.” His gaze trails from my head to my toes and back again. He grimaces. “Why are you still dressed?” His disappointment is cute. He crawls over me, boxing me in with his arms. “One of these days, I’m going to get your heart-shaped ass bent over for me, but for the sake of your healing process, I’m going to be a gentleman and fuck you missionary.”
I laugh. “Excuse me?” Heat pools in my stomach.
