Chapter 19It was a lazy Sunday afternoon. Their schooling had finished, and Keller was lying on his thick downy comforter, Cameron wrapped in his arms. Cameron’s head was resting in the crook of his shoulder. Keller leaned in to bury his nose in his soft, white-blond curls and inhaled the intoxicating scent of coconut shampoo and baking flour.
Cameron had managed to coat himself in dry baking ingredients while making shortbread cookies, and Keller had found the whole situation too endearing not to immediately take him to bed. Cameron hummed while lazily tracing patterns in Keller’s dark chest hair.
“So, darling, what are your grand plans for us this summer?”
Keller had already mapped out every moment of the next three months. He wanted to make sure he didn’t waste a second of his remain
