After I finish, I wash my hands and get my phone from where I left it to charge. It lights up with a text message. I sit on the couch and pull on Cam’s hoodie he left on the arm.
Sex God:
Why are you up?
I glance around. Iknewhe had a fucking camera in here. For a while, I wondered, but now that I know, I want to see the feed. My heart pulses. It’s just me and him. I’m too sleepy to argue or shut him out.
Me:
You don’t have a camera in the toilet?
Amateur
Sex God:
I do consider some things private
Me:
Thankfully
I smile and glance over at the bed where Cam and Hawk are asleep. They made me climb into bed earlier. Now, I’m wide awake. Should I even be talking with Damon? Aren’t we fighting? Should I bring up what happened so we can talk about that instead?
But I don’t want to. I just want to go back to sleeping in his arms.
Me:
Why are you up?
Sex God:
Stalking you
Me:
*eyeroll emoji* Go to sleep
You have things tomorrow
You barely got sleep last night too
Sex God:
I’ll be fine
Lifting my gaze, I try to glare at possible spots the camera might be.
Sex God:
Why are you squinting at the corners?
Me:
I’m trying to glare at you
Sex God:
Not very convincing