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I cup her cheeks in my palms. “He’s a smart man. Do you want to go shopping?”

“Yeah! Mum has Cole until this evening so I’m free.”

Sometimes there’s nothing better than a day out shopping with your sister.

*****

Returning home with my hands full of bags, my eyes widen when I see Saxon sitting by my door, waiting for me.

“How long have you been waiting?” I ask, feeling bad.

His eyes light up as they land on me. “Ten minutes.”

He kisses me and takes the bags out of my hands. “What the hell did you buy?”

I pull out my key and unlock the door. “Everything.”

“I can see that,” he says as he walks inside and puts my bags on the kitchen table. I sigh and open my kitchen drawer, pulling out my spare key.

“Here,” I say a little shyly, placing the key in his hand. “No more waiting for me. I should have given you one earlier.”

Especially since he gave me one to his. I thought it was kind of rushing things, but we’re at this point now, and I need to stop second guessing the permanence of this relationship.

“Thanks,” he says softly, sitting down on the kitchen barstool and pulling me onto his lap. “I missed you today.”

I wiggle on his lap. “What did you get up to?”

“Recorded another song,” he replies. “We have another interview tomorrow. I can just imagine the questions they’re going to ask about you.”

“What are you going to say?” I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“I’ll tell the truth. That’s what Ryder did and now they leave him alone—apart from asking how Lexi is.”

“And what is the truth?” I ask him, peppering kisses down his jawline.

His breath hitches. “The truth is that I’m in love with an amazing woman.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere,” I whisper, my lips curving into a smile. “What are we doing tonight?”

“How do you feel about going camping? I thought we could go for a night or two, just you and me.”

Best. Idea. Ever.

“I f*cking love camping!” I announce, feeling excited.

He pushes my hair back behind my ear and grins. “I know, I remember you told me that. I have a tent and sleeping bags. What else do we need?”

“I’ll organize everything else,” I say, mentally making a list.

I love planning and organizing shit.

I kiss him once then jump off his lap and grab my overnight bag from my bedroom.

“What are you doing?” he asks as he follows me into the room.

I look up at him. “Packing.”

He laughs and shakes his head. “You really do love camping don’t you? I should have offered to take you earlier.”

“Yes you should have,” I smirk. “It might have sweetened me up a little.”

He comes up behind me, his fingers digging into my hips. “You were worth the chase.”

“I know.” I look into his brown eyes. “Can we stop for jam donuts on the way?”

“Anything you want babe,” he replies, spinning me around and kissing me, dipping my body backwards. His tongue delves into my mouth, making my head spin. This man makes me feel… everything.

He amplifies my every emotion.

It’s like he was made for me.

How f*cking cheesy is that? But it’s the only way I can explain it.

The kiss turns heated, and he pushes me back onto the bed.

“Sex then camping?” I pant as his mouth leaves my lips to pay attention to other areas.

“Yes,” he grits out. “I can’t get enough of you. Will wanting you ever stop?”

“I f*cking hope not,” I reply, pulling off his shirt. I lick his nipple ring, unable to stop myself. He undresses me quickly, ripping my panties on the way.

“I liked those panties!”

“I’ll buy you more.”

We make love, and then we pack to go camping.

Life is good.





Chapter Twenty

Tenielle

We spend two days alone—camping in the woods. Nothing exists except the two of us.

Nothing.

And it’s perfect.

As we get ready for bed on the first night, Saxon lies me down on the sleeping bag and starts to undress me. As he pulls my pants off, I sigh.

“What?” he asks? his voice deep.

“It really annoys me when you do that.”

“When I do what?” he asks, staring down at me.

“When you take off my panties with my pants,” I say. “It should go top, then pants, the bra then panties. In that order.”

He looks down at where he’s pulled off my pants and panties together.

“Why?” he asks, drawing the word out.

“Because, I don’t know. You’re supposed to admire me in my bra and panties I guess,” I say. I don’t really know why to be completely honest.

“Babe, sometimes I just want inside you. I really don’t think about all those things,” he says, his lip twitching in amusement.

“Yes sometimes it’s all about how fast you can get naked, but other times it’s nice to savour.”

He leans over me and kisses me briefly. “I’ll savour you all night long.”