The Endgame Is You (Rixon Raiders #4) - L A Cotton Page 0,61
I released a weary sigh. “I don’t know.”
“Okay,” she said, “start from the beginning.”
So I did. I told her how Cameron and I made the calendar for Xander, how it was supposed to help him count off the days until he saw his brother. I told her how the visits were becoming more and more regular, and the time we spent together was becoming less and less. I even told her how we’d barely been intimate lately.
“What, like no sex, at all?”
“We’ve fooled around a little, but no, no sex.”
“God, Hails, how are you functioning right now? I can’t go more than a couple of days.”
“It’s not by choice, trust me.”
Cameron was always too tired or too wound up to get into it, so I’d stopped trying.
“I feel like we’re drifting apart, and I don’t know what to do about it. And I hate myself for even thinking it because it’s Xander. Of course Cameron should be there for him.”
“Well, yeah. But you’re important too, babe. He shouldn’t be neglecting your relationship either.”
“How do I say anything without coming across as a selfish, horrible person though?”
“I’m thinking it's less about saying anything and more about finding the spark again.”
“The spark?” I said with skepticism.
“Yeah, you know, put on something sexy and wait for him to come home and then seduce him.”
I smothered a groan. “Sometimes I really wish you wouldn't suggest things you clearly do with my step-brother.”
“It’s just sex, babe. Everyone does it.”
Some more than others apparently.
“Do you think I’m crazy?” Because I was starting to feel that way.
“What? No! No way. You’re totally justified to feel upset.”
“I’m not upset, Fee, I’m just...” Oh, who I was trying to kid? I was upset and that only made me feel guiltier which in turn upset me more.
I was a mess.
All because my boyfriend was trying to do right by his family.
“It’s okay. You’re entitled to your feelings, just don’t let them fester. Cameron loves you Hailee, so much. Besides, if he ever hurt you, Jase would—”
“Don’t you dare tell him any of this.” Panic welled inside of me.
“I won’t.”
“I mean it, Felicity. It’s bad enough I have to listen to your freaky sex talk knowing you’re boning my brother, without you discussing my sex life with him.”
“But he could talk to Cam and—”
“Felicity, I’m serious. I will revoke your best friend status if you breathe even so much as a word of this to Jason.”
“Relax, I’m joking.”
“You’d better be.” Because I was not ready to get relationship advice from Jason, no matter how close we were these days. “I’m sure things will be okay. It’s just a weird time.”
“Atta girl. And don’t forget what I said about seducing him. You can thank me later,” she added, and I rolled my eyes.
“Yep. Got it,” I said, wanting to end this line of conversation.
“Let me know how it goes.”
“Hm-hmm, talk to you soon. Bye.”
“Hailee, wait—”
I hung up, letting out an exasperated breath. A second later, my cell pinged.
Flick: Rude much? It’s a good thing I love you. Call me soon xo
I chuckled. I couldn’t help it. Since Jason had proposed almost two years ago, Felicity had morphed into this confident, sexy, no-holds-barred kind of woman. I didn’t blame her. She was engaged to one of the NCAA’s players of the decade. Jason had already earned himself numerous records, and a spot in the Hall of Fame. And ESPN were already naming him as a sure thing for next year’s draft. It wasn’t just Jason though, it was her. After a rocky start, Flick had found her feet with her studies. She had everything going for her. The guy, the career... the huge diamond ring on her finger.
I’d been nothing but happy for them when Jason proposed. Same with Asher and Mya. But another year had gone by, and Cameron still hadn’t popped the question. I wasn’t in a rush, I wasn’t. But lately, I couldn’t help but wonder if he was just waiting for the right time... or if he was stalling.
“Ugh, stop,” I hissed at myself.
I was letting my mind play tricks on me. Just because Cameron wanted to be there for Xander, it wasn’t any reflection on our relationship.
So why couldn’t I seem to separate the two?
And why, every time he left, did it feel like the space between us grew?
Cameron
“Hailee, I’m home.” I threw my keys down and kicked off my sneakers. I was bone-tired and weary. It had been a long ride back to Michigan, only made ten