Page 71 of His to Seduce

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Page 71 of His to Seduce

That had to be it.

“You keep threatening,” he said, grinning. “Yet it hasn’t happened.”

“It will,” I assured him. “Holy shit.” I leaned forward and peered out the windshield as the castle he called a home came into view. Peaks and gables and brick and turrets. He hadturrets.At his house.

My brain couldn’t compute such a possibility.

“Now, as you were saying, for one, this isn’t our first date.” I twisted and stared at him. He was making fun of me. Of this. I was meeting his mom and he was trying to give me a heart attack first. Murderous thoughts ran through my mind.

“You—”

“And, you’re not having dinner with my mom.” He opened his door and jumped out, his smile widening. “You’re having dinner with my entire crazy and wacky family.”

My jaw fell to the console between us and I stared at him as he hurried around the front of his Escalade. He was at my door before I remembered how to speak. Opening my door before I could think. Unbuckling my belt and plucking me out of my seat before I could blink.

“You’re insane,” I muttered, finally finding my voice. “I can’t believe you. I can’t believe you’d do this to me. That I wouldn’t have notice and been able to prepare myself and, oh my God, I can’t breathe.”

My hand pressed to my chest as panic overwhelmed me. I staggered back, unsteady on my heels, all the while he held onto my hips, moving with me until his body pressed against mine.

“Calm down,” he whispered, his smile still showing me a whole lot of bright, white teeth. “You said you’re tired of being judged and having life be hard. Trust me, those messed-up people in there will be the least judgmental people you’ve ever met, and all they’ll give us tonight is easy. And…” His face scrunched up in an adorable way. The urge to smack him began to evaporate. “Who knows? You might even get to see some embarrassing photos of me, or hear stories.”

“Do embarrassing photos of you even exist?”

“If they do, Lindsay knows exactly where to find them. But I’m warning you now, I wasn’t always the charming, sexy stud you see standing here in front of you.”

I got lost in the moment. Lost in the feel of him against me with his winning smile and disarming gaze. My shoulders relaxed, and for the first time since I’d walked away from him this morning before heading to work, I smiled.

“You’re crazy,” I whispered.

“And I’m learning you go a bit neurotic when you get freaked.” He winked and tapped my nose, making me squirm. “But I’m also learning that, like everything else about you, I like it.”

He backed up and grabbed my hand, tugging me toward the front door of his castle.

“I still can’t believe this is your house.”

“My mom’s, not mine.”

“Yeah, but you grew up here, didn’t you?”

“It’s just a building, Cam. Bricks and mortar, drywall and beams. It’s the people inside that make the home.”

With that stunningly wise proclamation, he pushed open the door and shouted, “Leia! Grant! Your favorite uncle in the whole wide world is here!”


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