Forbidden (Book Two of the Shifter Series)

Chapter Seven

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By the time Cameron pulled up outside of my house, I was already half asleep. He carried me out of the car to the front door, stopping when he reached there.

"Just go in, they aren't here." I whispered. "And frankly, I don't care if they see you."

He chuckled, "Whatever you say, my highness."

A minute later I was upstairs, and I opened my eyes. 

"My dress." I mumbled. "You can't see my dress."

"I promise I won't look." Cameron cooed.

"Put me down. I don't want you to see it yet." I demanded.

He carefully put me down, smiling, "Trying to impress me?"

"Maybe." I flirted, turning around and opening my bedroom door. "Wait here."

He nodded, and I walked in, quickly hiding my dress in my wardrobe and telling him to come in.

"Lock it behind you." I said, fishing for some pyjamas in my drawer.

"Why?"

"So my parents can't get in, duh." I laughed.

"They're shifters, they'll be able to get in."

"It's shifter proof - in case we're attacked and I have no where else to hide. Don't worry about them coming in." I said, before motioning for him to turn around. 

He obeyed, and I put on my pyjamas as he said, "Why don't you want to see your parents?"

"Well, it's not that I don't want to see them, it's that I don't want them to see you." I shrugged, throwing my dirty clothes in the washing basket and climbing into bed.

"How am I supposed to get out?" He asked, frowning. "The window."

I sighed, he's making this harder than it should be. "No, I want you to stay. But... you can use the window in the morning, I guess."

"You want me to stay?" Cameron repeated, his face lighting up.

"Yes." I mumbled, blushing and playing with my duvet. 

"Aw... you're blushing. How cute." He commented, making me groan.

"Just turn the light off and get into bed." I muttered.

He quickly turned the lights off, pulling his shirt, pants, and shoes off as he made his way over to my bed. A grin spread across my face as I looked at what I could see of his body, almost licking my lips to stop me from drooling. 

"You good?" He asked, sitting beside me.

"What?" I breathed. "Yeah... I'm fine."

I lay down, pulling the covers up to my chest as Cameron did the same, but instead he pulled me towards his chest, inhaling my scent from my neck. 

Shivering, I let out a raspy laugh. "You don't need to do that."

"Why not?" He mumbled, nuzzling the crook of my neck - ironically, the place where he's going to mark me.

"Because..." I stifled a moan, instead gasping as he lightly kissed my neck. "Stop. Not now."

"That's okay." He said, pulling away. "I can wait; but you can't."

"I so can." I said as he wrapped his arm around me, entwining our fingers together. 

"I guess we'll find out on Friday." I sensed him smirking.