Ava’s POV
The moment we enter the bedroom, Cameron heads straight to the bed and tosses me onto it, quickly falling on top of me.
“I’ve been thinking of you all day.” Cameron’s voice is like a sexy purr against my neck.
“Me too.” I murmur as his hands move up my top. “I was worried for you.”
“You don’t think I can take care of myself?” He tugs on my top.
Sitting up so Cameron can pull my shirt and sports bra over my head, I think of what Chris told me earlier.
“I do. I just worried about what Chris said about the Southern King…”
Cameron tosses my shirt aside and looks at me with his eyebrows creased into a frown.
“Yeah, I will have to follow up with him about that...” His eyes drift down to my chest, trailing a finger lazily down my front to the top of my shorts. “Later.” He mu
