Down London Road (On Dublin Street #2)(95)

'Do you need me to fetch another size, or is the dress okay?'

Go away! My wide eyes met Cameron's in the mirror and he gave me no indication of what I should do. He was still inside me, for Christ's sake. I almost laughed at that and glanced back at the curtain. 'Everything's great. In fact  …  it's a perfect fit.'

At the innuendo, Cameron collapsed against my back, his laughter muffled in my hair, his shoulders shaking with amusement. It also caused him to jostle inside me, setting off little aftershocks of lust.

'Okay  … ' Her voice trailed off as she wandered away from the curtain.

'Do you think they heard us?'

He gave a low bark of laughter. 'I don't give a shit.'

And he meant it.

With tender gentleness, he eased out of me and helped me to my feet. Hands cupping my cheeks, he drew me against him for a languorous, sensual kiss that made my chest ache with emotion.

I love you.

I cleared the thought from my eyes as Cam pulled back to gaze at me.

'Luckily we finally chose a dress because there's no way I can try anything else on before I have a shower.'

Something darkly sexual heated in his eyes and I knew he was thinking it was hot that I had to walk home with his sweat on me and his seed inside me.

'Joss is right,' I murmured. 'You're all cavemen.'



       
         
       
        

Cam didn't take offence at that. Instead he took his time helping me dress, his knuckles brushing all my sensitive bits until I had to slap his hand away so I could get dressed without wanting to maul him again.

My cheeks were blazing as I handed the dresses I didn't want back to the suspicious sales assistant. I couldn't look at Cam because every time I did he shot me a wicked grin that made me want to giggle with equal parts exhilaration and mortification. As soon as we stumbled out of the store with my new dress, I fell against Cam's side, laughing hard as he wrapped his arm around me.

'I can't believe we did that,' I breathed.

'Aye, can't say I've done that before.'

'You better not tell Nate and Peetie.' My warning didn't hold much of an impact since I was still grinning like a fool.

'Why not? That's a bloody good sex story.'

My cheeks warmed again and Cam laughed, snuggling me against his chest as I giggled. I was so caught up in happy la-la land with him that what happened in the next few moments was even more of a crashing, cold bump back to earth.

Cam stopped abruptly and I grabbed him to keep my balance, my head pulling back to study his face. The colour had leached from it and his eyes were wide with utter shock. 'Cam?' I whispered, feeling something hard begin to form in my stomach. I followed his gaze to the girl who was standing in front of us, her pretty eyes just as wide as Cam's.

'Cameron?' she breathed, taking a step towards us, apparently not even aware that I was there.

'Blair,' he answered hoarsely.

I felt my head spin at the sound of her name, my eyes immediately examining her, processing everything about her. To my surprise she wasn't at all what I'd been expecting. I'd pictured her in my mind as this tall, exotic stunner with an air of mystique. Instead she was shorter than Joss, her body slim and petite. She wore a T-shirt with a band on it over a long-sleeved white top, ratty jeans that fit her well and boots quite like Cam's. She had short black hair that framed her cute pixie face. Her wide brown eyes were her best feature, framed by long black lashes. Shock mixed with longing haunted those pretty eyes, and I felt my hand fist around the material of Cam's light jacket.

'It's great to see you.' She gave him a sweet smile.

Cam nodded, clearing his throat and shaking the deer caught in the headlights expression from his eyes. 'Uh, you too. How long have you been back in Edinburgh?'

'A few months. I thought about looking you up, but I wasn't sure  … ' Her voice trailed off as she finally registered that I was burrowed into Cam's side. She took me in, a crestfallen expression on her face, disappointment in her eyes. Disappointment in Cam? For choosing someone like me? 

I bristled at the thought and Cam's arm tightened around me. 'No, you should have,' Cam surprised me by saying.

Blair's whole face lit up. 'Really?'

'Yeah.' Cam dropped his arm from around me to pull his phone out of his pocket. 'Here, give me your number and we'll arrange to catch up.'

What?

I watched them as they exchanged numbers, Cam's head bent over hers, and my brain just started screaming at me. What the hell was going on? He was arranging to get in contact with the ex-love of his life! What effed-up reality was this?

To make matters worse, he hadn't even introduced me.

I stood there, attempting to appear calm and unconcerned.