Camden's Redemption (Gloves Off #4)(34)

“What’s going on?” Camden asked.

I laid my head on his chest and sighed when his arms closed in around me. “I’m not exactly sure, but we need to get your things out of the condo.”

He pulled away. “Why?”

“Because you’re going to be staying here with me.”

“Why do you not look happy about it?” Grabbing me around the waist, he pressed his cock against my leg. “Because I’m definitely more than thrilled.”

“Believe me, I am. But Mason told me something that has me worried. It’ll change everything if it’s true.”

“Tell me.”

I turned around and walked over to the window looking out over my pond. “Mason thinks he has narrowed down who’s after you.”

His reflection changed in the window, going from calm and flippant to outright scary. “Who?”

I met his gaze in the window. “It’s someone who’s most likely close to me.” This time I turned to face him. “If what Mason says is true, then I’m pretty sure you’ve already met him over the past week. Now the hard part is finding out who it could be.”





“ARE YOU DOMESTICATED yet?” I asked.

Camden wiped the sweat off his brow and laughed. “I’m getting there. I didn’t realize I was going to have to earn my keep.”

For six days, I kept him busy. We painted my spare bedroom, I taught him how to cook, and with any extra time he made sure to keep me busy. But that time wasn’t now. Mason was going to be here any minute and we had an eventful night ahead of us.

“I figured since I had a young stud like you who can lift heavy boxes, I’d better use more than your dick to my advantage.”

Grabbing my hand, he jerked me to him and pushed me down on the couch. He covered me, his body all hot and slick with sweat. His muscles bulged under my touch and tightened. “Well then, the way I see it, you owe me,” he growled, pressing into me.

His lips covered mine and he started to yank my shorts down my legs. I fumbled with the button on his jeans and freed his cock, pumping him hard.

“I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I can’t seem to get enough of you,” he murmured against my lips.

He bit my nipple through the fabric of my tank top and I moaned. “I know the feeling.” Sadly, no more fun was to be had because the doorbell rang. I let go of his cock and freed my nipple from his teeth.

“If that’s Mason, I’m going kill him,” he grumbled.

“I think I will too. He’s going to be shocked when he finds out you already know the truth.” My nipples ached and my underwear was drenched. Camden straightened my shorts and put his dick away before helping me off the couch. I could see a silhouette through the frosted glass, but I couldn’t tell who it was.

When I opened the door, it was Mason. He greeted me with his usual, devilishly handsome smirk and green eyes. His hair was the same as always, shortly cropped and dark blond. Everyone feared him and I was curious to see how the guys reacted tonight with him around.

“If it isn’t my prodigy,” he teased. “Did I come at a bad time?” The blood rushed to my cheeks and I could feel them flaming. By our disheveled appearances, he knew what he interrupted. “Good.” To Camden he said, “And I see by the not-so-surprised look on your face, you already know what’s going on. I have a strange feeling you’ve known for a while.”

With a smirk on his face, he nodded. “A few days. I wanted to go back to California, but Brooklyn stopped me.”

Mason dropped his bag and chuckled. “And I can only imagine how she convinced you to stay.” He winked and I rolled my eyes. “It’s all good though. I wanted you two to be friends. It looks like it worked out for the best.”

Once inside, we all sat down in the living room with Camden beside me and Mason across from us. It was time to get down to business. “So what’s the plan for tonight? We’re all supposed to go to Second Street. Everyone will be there.”

“That’s what I want. I want to go in there like nothing’s wrong. With seeing us all together they’ll know that Camden is out of the dark. It might shake things up a bit. We’ll be able to see who acts odd around us.”

“And if no one acts funny, what then? You’ll forget this hunch of yours?”

He sighed and shrugged. “To be honest, I don’t know. This is the first time I haven’t had all the answers. I can’t think of any other reason how Scar would know where Camden is, or who you are.”

“Am I fighting tonight?” Camden asked, glancing back and forth between me and Mason.

Mason grinned and lifted a brow. “Do you want to fight me?”

“Actually, I feel like being able to move tonight,” he pointed and winked at me. “But there is someone I’d like to have a go at.”





WHILE BROOKLYN WAS in the shower, Mason joined me in the kitchen for a beer. “I swear I don’t know what I’m seeing,” he started. “It’s almost as if you like it here.”

“I do. It’s different being here, where no one knows who you are. Well, at least I thought no one knew who I was.”

Mason took a swig of his beer and nodded. “Brooklyn’s a good girl though. I hope you know what you’re doing. She’s not one of those women you can f*ck and send on her way. I grew up with her.”