Dating the Rebel Tycoon(36)

She moved to kiss him some more, but he edged back.

'One problem. You're going to have to get a bigger caravan. I've seen your current bed and I'm far too big for it.'

'That's okay,' she said, turning away to bury her head into his shoulder   while she scrolled through her chunky phone's limited options. 'I  don't  think I can live another winter in the van now that I know all  about  that fireplace in your house. Even if you'd said no to marrying  me, I  was thinking about squatting. The place is so big you might never  have  noticed.'

Cameron grabbed her phone and threw it on the far sofa, where it bounced once and landed face up on a cushion.

'Well, thank God you did that,' she said, turning into his arms to kiss him. 'I didn't have the heart.'

The next time she came up for air, Cameron looked so deep into her eyes she felt like she could happily drown in them.

'I promised myself,' he said, 'if you turned me away at the door today   I'd let you go. But I was kidding myself. If you'd slammed the door in   my face I would have climbed through the window, down the chimney, up a   drain pipe, to get to you. Not because I'm used to getting my way, but   because I can no longer picture my way without you there beside me.'

'That's lucky. Because that's right where I plan to be.'

Air was overrated, Rosie thought as she settled back into his embrace. Kissing Cameron was not.

By the time Adele got home an hour later, the house was empty. And the   two full coffee cups were on the coffee table. Unnoticed, untouched.

It seemed the couple they were meant for had been far too distracted to remember anything but one another.