Waylon played with her hair. “Go ahead.”
Cameron was a little uncomfortable. How would she be able to eat when she’s sitting on his lap?
She picked up a rib, but her neck felt ticklish before she could take a bite. She chuckled and pushed her elbow into his chest. “Wayne, enough.”
Waylon rested his chin on her shoulder and lazily said, “When the pig is fat enough, I’ll be able to eat her.”
Cameron blushed and chuckled. “Who are you calling a pig?”
He moved closer to her ear and whispered, “Piggy Cam.”
Cameron was going to playfully hit him when Waylon grabbed onto her wrist, cupped her face, and kissed her.
They got back to the room, and their sweaters came off and slid down the side of the bed. Waylon was on top of her when she accidentally touched his chest, feeling the warmth through his shirt.
Cameron pulled her hand back, but Waylon seemed to expect that and grabbed her hand. “It’s too late to back down now.”
Waylon pinched her chin and kissed her lips.
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