Page 88 of His to Seduce
Chapter 29
David
If perfect weekends could be designed, I couldn’t have thought up a better one.
Before skydiving that Saturday, we’d swung by Camden’s house, where I’d told her to pack a bag for the weekend. At her insistence, she’d gone next door to check on Sal Lorenz. The stocky elderly man had given me a disapproving glare when she’d shown up, overnight bag in hand, to let him know she was going to be gone.
He was sweet and harmless, though, and obviously desired to protect her and care for her. While Camden might not admit she felt the same, I liked that she had him looking out for her.
It had been three weeks now and we’d spent the rest of the time together, at my place or hers, mostly mine because I wanted to take her on every surface. The couch, the kitchen table, the counter…the floor. I’d had her everywhere, and even in that moment, with her curled up next to me on the couch, dressed only in my T-shirt with nothing underneath, I still wanted more of her.
I wanted to know the secrets I knew she still held behind a veil I felt thinning every day.
I wanted to know she felt the same about me as I did about her.
I wantedeverything.
I ran my hand through her hair and down to her shoulder. I liked that every time she was close to me, she didn’t keep any distance between us, at least not physically. She never hesitated to rest against me, or drape her arm over my stomach and slide her hand beneath my shirt, so we were pressed close, skin-to-skin, even when clothed. “Doing anything tomorrow?”
“I have a few more interviews this week.”
I hated that she hadn’t found anything yet, but the market was picking up and she’d been busy interviewing. Plus, it had only been a few weeks. Once she quit, she received a glowing recommendation letter from Shelly, her former boss. I’d thought her being forced out of a job was a pussy move. Camden was trying to put it behind her.
“You?” she asked.
I relaxed back into the couch and held her closer. “I have that meeting with Grant tomorrow.”
We’d talked weeks ago. It had taken me fourteen days to gather my courage to consider stepping back into McGregor Motors. Grant’s words still rang clear in my mind.There’s always a place for you.What if I went to the office, spent the day with Grant and the board and whoever the hell else he wanted me to talk to, and then decided I still didn’t want it?
The uncertainty had been building for days. Weeks. Months, if I was willing to be honest.
“To tour the company? See your new office?” The lilt in her voice was teasing.
The way I tensed beneath her wasn’t. “I don’t know, Cam.” My lips brushed against the top of her head. “I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do. Any advice?”
Some days, I missed the scrubs and I missed the victories that came from a successful surgery. But could I handle being burdened by the losses? Some doctors—probably most—had an ego the size of Texas. They didn’t just act like they were God in a surgical room, they believed theywereGod. I’d never felt that kind of certainty.
But did I want to sit behind a desk all day? Eventually, behind the desk where my father had breathed his last breath?
Slinging drinks and living off a trust fund seemed like a hell of a good time. Work, laugh, talk, and leave it all when the lights turned off. But that wasn’t me, either.
I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. My other hand fell from her shoulder to her waist and settled on her hip. I knew I’d touched the scar when she flinched before relaxing.
That damn scar. I wanted to ask her about it every time I touched it or kissed it or saw it and she tried to hide it from me.
“I’m not the best person to give anyone advice.” The reluctance in her voice sent a pain to my chest.
“Why is that?”
She shook her head, buried her face into my chest, and shuddered. Sitting back and waiting for her to open up stopped being important.
I wanted to rip down the veil, tear down her walls. I wanted her to be as honest with me as I’d been with her, and it hurt that she wouldn’t.
“Don’t hide from me,” I whispered, and held her tight to me. “Don’t you know that I want to know everything about you? That I want all of you?”
“I’m giving you all I have.”
Even she didn’t sound like she believed the lie.
