“OhmyGod what took you so long?”
“Oh, calm yourself, woman,” I say laughing as I get my jacket and walk past Jules. When we are both outside I quickly lock up and turn back to face her.
Grabbing my hand, Jules practically drags me to Matt’s truck. “Slow down woman.” I laugh as I jog to keep up with her. We round the corner, and a big black Ford F150 is waiting for us.
“Uh... Jules?”
“Yeah?”
“How the hell do you expect me to get in that thing?”
She looks from me to the truck then back to me. Putting her most serious face on.
“Hop??
??
Folding my arms, I glare at her “Very funny, haha. Now how am I really getting into that monstrosity?”
Giggling she walks over to the tuck as Matt gets out and opens the door for me and a step ladder thing pops out of the bottom.
“Ta-da.”
“Oh my God, you are such a dork,” I say laughing as I make my way to the open back door. My laugh is cut short as I look inside the cab and see the man of my dreams asleep in the back seat. “No fucking way,” I say under my breath, no way is that my Cameron.
Matt looks at me “Need some help?”
Clearing my throat, I shake my head and hop in.
Chapter Four
Cameron
I wake up to the smell of sugar cookies and vanilla. It would be quite pleasant if I weren’t being jerked around on every bump. Matt seems to purposely be hitting every bump in the road on the way out of town.
“Fuck Matt, do you have to hit every damn bump?” I grunt out.
“I am not hitting every bump fuck face, I have only hit like four. Stop bitching we’re almost to my place.”
“Fuck why do I hurt worse than when I fell. Remind me to never fall through a roof again, okay?”
I open my eyes when I hear the sweetest laugh I have ever heard and look over. Only to come face to face with the woman I have been dreaming about for the last month.
“Wow,” I breathe out.
“Hey, Matt? I think I might be hallucinating. Is that normal?”
“Why do you say that Cam and no it’s not?”
“Cause I'm seeing Tiffani.”
I watch as her eyes grow big and she inhales sharply. “You know my name?”
“Ah... yes. Do you know me?” Holy fuck, she’s here. She is even more beautiful in person. That picture does not do my Spitfire justice
She turns bright pink and shakes her head. “Nope.” She pops the p, as she says it and turns to look out the window. After a few minutes, she turns back to me. “How did you fall through a roof?”
It’s my turn to blush, it's not like I can tell her I was thinking about how my cock would feel in her tight little pussy. “Um... I was on the job, and I fell through the top of the old elementary school’s roof. I hit a fault in the foundation and poof, I'm through the roof and on my ass.” I say giving her a grin only for it to turn into a grimace as Matt hits another bump. Fuck! When the hell did the roads turn to shit?