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part 1

*you used to call me on my cellphone. late night when you need my love.*

"Cameron?"

it was 3am.

"yes, baby" he said in a scratchy voice, holding his iPhone up to his ear.

this has been going on for 3 months now.

she would call. he would answer.

"do you mind if I stop by"

"of course not baby girl"

"I'll be there in ten"

he would then wake up and fix his room. spray on some cologne and wait for 2 soft knocks on the front door.

"come in" he would say letting her in.

he immediately pushes her against the wall and starts kissing her neck. leaving love bits down to her collarbone. she would run her long fingers through his soft brown locks and moan as his hand slipped up her skirt.

they would go up to the bedroom and finish what they started.

she was always gone in the morning.