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Camille:

Warning bells went off in my head when he said that.

“You’ve been waiting for me?” I repeated, watching him closely.

“Well, yeah,” he said with furrowed brows. “Why do you look so surprised?”

“Oh it’s just uh…” I lost my trail of thought when he started moving toward me.

“It’s what?” He asked with a smirk as he moved, making me step back until my back hit a wall. He was just a few inches away from me at that point, his hand over my head, caging me while his eyes bore on my lips.

“I didn’t uh…” I said and stopped, getting distracted by what was in front of me.

We were so close that I could almost see the pores on his face. His chest was directly in my line of sight, but I forced myself to look up at his equally handsome face instead.

“We weren’t quite finished yesterday, were we?” He asked, slowly touching the tip of my ear with his other hand.

I couldn’t understand what was happening to me. Why was I getting so turned on from my ears being touched?