Melody POV
I wake up the next morning to the smell of food cooking. Searching for the source of the smell, I walk out of my room to find Cam in the kitchen making eggs and bacon. I stop and stare at him.
He’s wearing his black sweatpants without a shirt on, leaving me to drool over his abs. His hair is up in his normal messy bun. My eyes trace over his face. Something stirs inside me and my body becomes uncomfortably warm.
He looks up at me and his face turns a bashful red. “I made you some breakfast.” He slips some eggs and bacon on a plate, picks up the glass of orange juice, and comes walking towards me.
My mouth dries up immediately. He moves so gracefully and the entire time his abs mock me. I try hard not to stare but it is damn near impossible. When he is finally standing in fro
