Cammie Healy - Jennifer Foor Page 0,61
I felt the same pull he’d been talking about. This man knew how to talk to me, to hold me, to kiss me. He probably even knew how to love me. How was I supposed to deny something this intense?
I couldn’t. I had to give this a chance, even if the timing was shit. Even if I was carrying another man’s child. If I ever wanted to find happiness I had to stop hiding behind my problems. I had to let go of my past and live toward a future, no matter what direction it would lead me.
Chapter 25
After our very public kiss, Cammie decided to stop questioning what was happening between us.
She held my hand while we drove back to my place to get ready for dinner. After calling to arrange the perfect meal, I retreated to my room to shower and change. Cammie was lying on my bed looking at my laptop while I gathered some clothes. “I won’t be long. You can jump in after me.”
“Sounds good,” she said while distracted.
“Feel free to join me. There’s plenty of room for two.”
“Yeah, okay.”
I shook my head and chuckled. “Do you think you could wash my balls?”
“Sure,” she mumbled with her head stuck on the screen of the computer.
“Cam. Have you heard a word I’ve been saying?”
“You’re getting a shower, right?”
“You just agreed to join me and wash my balls.”
Her mouth flew open, all of the sudden her laughter filled the room. “You’re joking.”
“Nope. I asked and you agreed. I’m actually looking forward to it. Will you be keeping your panties on, or going all natural? I just need to know so I can control the lower region of my body.”
“I’m not washing your…I’m not even going to say it.”
I leaned on the trim of the door as I spoke. “So, don’t get two towels?”
“No! Just because we kissed doesn’t mean I’m going to jump in the sack.”
“I’m not asking you to spread your legs. I wanted to conserve water by showering together. It’s a conscious idea.”
“I’m not doing it. I’ve never…” She shook her head and crunched her face. “I’m not even going to talk about it.”
“Wait.” I stumbled on what I was gathering. “Are you telling me you’ve never showered with a man before?”
She shrugged and closed the laptop. “It doesn’t matter.”
I crossed my arms, determined to keep pushing to be a first for her. “You don’t know what you’re missing. First of all, there wouldn’t be sex. Secondly, you’ve already slept with me in my bed. We’ve made out several times. This is the next step. It’s gentle petting and maybe a few more kisses. You can keep your eyes closed the whole time. Come on, Cam, let me be your first.”
She cracked up. “That’s what this is about. You want to be able to say you took my shower virginity.”
I threw up my hands. “So what if I do? Is it so wrong?”
“No. It’s not happening, at least not today.”
Settled on the possibility of it occuring in the near future, I decided not to push. “Your loss. I’ll see you on the flipside.”
My old house had the worst set of pipes. You’d have to turn on the faucet and wait a good five minutes for the water to be hot enough to climb in. While waiting, I pulled out a towel and began to undress.
All in all it had been a good day so far. Cammie hadn’t had breakdowns. We’d made out, and she was coming to dinner with me. We were like a couple starting out, exploring everything for the first time and enjoying every minute of it.
In the back of my mind I thought about her pregnancy and how in time it would cause stress on what was happening between us. I had to learn to accept that she would get moody. She’d probably hate me on some days. I’d be the one she took out her frustrations on. I’d also be the support she’d need to get through it. Without the biological father on her side, she’d need friends and family, or else she’d become overwhelmed quickly.
I didn’t know much about kids. They were cute, made messes, and cost a ton of money. Other than that, I was clueless. Nevertheless, I was determined to win the girl. If that meant learning how to change diapers I’d have to do it.
While I stared into the mirror waiting, I knew my time was running out. She’d be calling school in the morning, and depending