Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 157032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 785(@200wpm)___ 628(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 157032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 785(@200wpm)___ 628(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
It seemed weird receiving an email that Cameron sent to all of the interns stating we were dating and that we had a history and shared a child.
He wanted to be the one to tell them. He felt it best he was honest and up front. He didn’t want them to hear it from somewhere else as cheap gossip.
It was comical watching Amber’s reaction when she read it. Her eyes nearly popped out her head and she punched me hard in the arm. I even had a bruise. She’s now in a full on deviant relationship with her security guard and their two blow up bed partners. She gets to sleep with three people while remaining loyal to one. It’s a cool kind of set up, and it works for them.
I don’t think I could ever watch Cam have sex and orgasm with someone or something else.
I would still be jealous even if they didn’t have a pulse.
He even changed his phone number so his past history of beauties can no longer contact him. I never asked him to, he just did it.
Cameron takes me on a date every Friday night. He remembered me saying I wanted to date and get to know each other without just being his child’s mother, and he has gone to extreme lengths to give me what I want.
Friday nights are heaven and I get him all to myself. I dress up sexily and we drink cocktails, go to fancy restaurants, dance, laugh, and of course I swoon all over the table. We drop in and out of languages with sarcasm and challenge each other’s brain power.
I still think my brain is superior and he still disagrees.
Sometimes Tash, Josh, and Adrian come, but Cam likes it when it’s just the two of us.
He’s protective of his alone time with me because it’s so limited and I love him even more for it.
Saturday mornings I seem to always suffer because I can’t drink like he does without suffering the consequences. He and Owen skateboard around the neighborhood and let me sleep in before they eventually return with the morning papers.
Life is good. So good Like… dreamy good.
I still pinch myself every day when I look at him, this beautiful man who is a beautiful father. I can’t believe he loves me.
How is this even possible?
One by one the table get up to return to their duties and Cam hangs back. He wants me alone for two minutes, as he always does.
He sips his coffee and smiles across the table like a Cheshire cat.
“What are you smirking at, Stanton?” I smile as I subtly rub his shin through his suit pants with my foot.
His sexy eyes hold mine. “Just this really hot chick who I can’t wait to bone tonight.”
I snort as I sip coffee. “Bone?” I mouth with a raised brow. “Really? Did you just say bone?”
He nods with a devious smile.
“Well, your high school boning is going to have to wait. I’m working in emergency tonight, remember?” Hospital policy states that all interns do a minimum amount of hours working in emergency. It helps us get experience and helps the hospital with staffing. I’ve been rostered on tonight.
He frowns and then rolls his eyes. “Uch, that’s right.” He sips his coffee. “Boning before breakfast it is.”
I smile broadly and his face mirrors mine. “You really are intent on keeping that romance score of three, aren’t you?” I reply.
He chuckles cheekily. “You wouldn’t like me if I was normal.”
My eyes drop to his sexy mouth as his tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip.
“Probably not,” I whisper. “It’s the naughty in you that I love the most.” My eyes hold his.
“Ashley Tucker, my all night fucker,” he breathes.
I glance around at the tables around us. “Behave yourself, Dr. Stanton. I’ve got a reputation to uphold.”
His eyes hold mine and he raises a brow. “So have I.”
I put my hand on his thigh under the table. “Listen, Dr. Love: You keep dreaming how you’re going to serve me my breakfast boning, and I’m going to go back to work. See you about three in the morning.”
I get up and push my chair back.
“Drive home carefully, Bloss.”
I smile and bend to his ear with my hand on his shoulder. “I love you.”
He smiles and puts his hand over mine. “What’s not to love?”
I shake my head and he laughs out loud—that carefree beautiful laugh that permeates through my bones. “Goodbye, Cameron.” I shake my head and go back to work.
It’s four in the morning when I pull into his driveway.
The gates are immediately opened on my arrival. I know that security have been waiting for me to get home. I lock up my car and put my fingerprint into the front door scanner. It unlocks and opens. Whoever would have thought I would one day stay in a house where a key isn’t required?