39. Cameron
Three Months Later
The last few months have been better than I ever expected.
As soon as Lizzie agreed to move in with me, I had all her stuff in my house the next day. Addy and Mackenzie were more excited than I’d ever seen them, and they’ve been more than happy ever since.
If anyone was surprised with how fast Lizzie and I were moving, no one said anything. Which is good, because I’m not letting anyone come between Lizzie and me again. Not even myself.
When Lizzie told her parents we were moving in together, her mom congratulated us, and her dad patted me on the back and gave my shoulder that comforting squeeze. It made me miss my dad more than ever and also really appreciate the relationship I’m building with Eric.
The guys were relieved to hear that I finally committed to Lizzie, and I can tell that they’re genuinely happy for me. Theo said I told you so way too many times, and Reid is convinced he played a hand in us being together. And Liam, well, he’s so wrapped up in everything Ellie that I haven’t really seen him much. But when I do, I can tell there’s some envy that I’ve finally solidified everything with Lizzie when things are still so up in the air for him.
My sisters were over the moon and have been relentlessly bugging me about proposing and making babies, which I’m honestly not opposed to.
Especially since I have a ring in my pocket and it has been burning a hole there all day waiting for night to fall and the girls to go to sleep.
“You okay?” Lizzie asks, eyeing me from the sink where she’s washing the dishes from dinner.
“Yeah, why?”
“You’ve just been acting weird all day,” she says suspiciously.
“I guess it’s just been a long week, that’s all.” Wyatt and I finally opened our gym—Gym Goals—this week, and it’s been a huge success. We’ve sold more memberships than we expected to, and everything has been running smoothly.
All my fears were for nothing, and it just reinforces my new mantra: I have to try. Worst case scenario, I fail. But best-case scenario, I succeed and get exactly what I worked so hard for.
Lizzie dries her hands and walks over to me, wrapping her arms around my waist and under the hem of my T-shirt so her skin is on mine. I lean down and seal my lips to hers.
“Gym Goals is a success. Just like I knew it would be.” She goes up on her toes and kisses me again. “You should be so proud of yourself, Cameron. What you and Wyatt created is unbelievable and just what Brantley Falls needed.”
“Thank you,” I mumble against Lizzie’s lips as I kiss her again. God, I love kissing her.
My dick agrees and is urging me to take things to the next level with how hard he’s getting. Lizzie must feel it too because she giggles and moves away.
“Let me get the girls into bed, and then we can take care of that ,” she says while pointing to my cock tenting the front of my sweatpants.
I lock eyes with her for a long moment, hers reflecting the same look of lust and love that’s no doubt showing in mine. I take a deep breath and then break eye contact, moving to the sink.
“I’ll finish the dishes and then come up and say good night.”
Lizzie simply nods and leaves the room, leaving me silently freaking out from nerves and anticipation of what’s to come.
Thirty minutes later, both Addy and Mackenzie are sound asleep and down for the night.
“You want to lie out under the stars for a bit?” I ask, making sure my nerves don’t give anything away.
“Yeah,” she replies quickly. It’s still one of our favorite things to do, and I can tell by the shy smile that she’s also hoping to do more than just that.
More often than not, we get carried away and can’t keep our hands off each other. One thing always leads to another, and, well…no regrets.
I laugh and grab her hand to head out the back door, where we put on our coats and boots, and I snag a couple of extra blankets on the way out as well. “Come on, my dirty girl.”
We get to the oak tree and then work together to spread out the blanket. As per our routine, I lie down first, and then Lizzie lowers herself so she can snuggle into my side and rest her head on my chest with my arms around her shoulder. Since the cold is already well upon us in early November, we spread more blankets over us and huddle closer.
“This never gets old.” Her voice is wistful, and her body is relaxed, the hand she has on my chest moving across my abdomen in lazy circles.
I shift quickly so I’m lying on top of her, holding my weight off her with my forearms.
“Never,” I say, lowering my mouth to hers in a brutal kiss. She moans into my mouth and lifts her hips into mine, grinding herself into my hardening cock.
“God, I’ll never get enough of you, baby.”
“Mmmm, I hope not.” She sucks in a lungful of air and shoves her hands under my shirt. “I want you inside me. Please don’t make me wait.”
Even though I planned on making my big speech and getting down on one knee before we had sex, I can’t say no to Lizzie when she says please and inside me. I’m sure she knows that too.
Since I don’t need Lizzie’s mom and dad catching us having sex, I look around to make sure we’re alone and out of view of any windows. Once I know the coast is clear, I push Lizzie’s pants and underwear down her legs and then do the same to my joggers, still ensuring we’re covered by the blankets.
I slide two fingers inside her, making sure she’s ready to take me, and find her fucking soaked. Not waiting a second longer, I grip my length and guide myself inside her, listening to her sharp intake of breath as I fill her.
God, I love her fucking noises. The little mewls and breathy moans always send me over the edge. She wraps her legs around me, but I grab one of her knees and draw it up, so I slide that tiny bit deeper and hit the spot that makes her go crazy.
“Right there,” she gasps and throws her head back, arching her neck and exposing it to me. “Please don’t stop.”
I suck on the skin under her ear, making her squirm, and slam into her over and over until she tightens around me and goes off like a rocket. I move back so I’m sitting on my knees and watch as my cock slides in and out of her. The visual alone is enough to make me come deep inside her.
“How is it always so good?” she asks.
“Because it’s you and me and it’s always going to be good, no matter what.” I pull out of her slowly and watch some of my cum leak out. Fuck. If I stare too long, I’m going to be ready for round two in no time, and that can’t happen. At least not yet. I’ve already gotten too distracted.
I lean back and pull her pants and underwear back up her legs, covering her perfect pussy. Once I’m dressed too, I move my body back over hers and take her lips in a bruising kiss.
“You know I love you so much, right?”
“Yeah…” Her answer comes out nervously.
“And these past few months have been the happiest I’ve ever been. I never thought I could be so happy and see the girls so happy too.”
“I’ve never been happier either.” Lizzie is definitely on to the fact that I’m leading up to something, but she’s unsure of whether it’s good or bad.
“But there is something that could make me happier.” I reach into my pocket and grab the ring and then shift so I’m kneeling on one knee in front of her.
She gasps and then jumps up, the wild look in her eyes telling me she’s completely taken aback and doesn’t know if this is real or not.
“What are you doing?” she yells.
“Well,” I Iaugh. “I wanted to tell you that you’re the best thing to ever happen to me. And the girls. That I can’t imagine my life without you. That I need you and want you to be my wife. But you look like you’re about to bolt.”
“This is real? Pinch me,” she demands.
I stand up and wrap the hand not holding the ring around her neck and kiss her hard. I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and gently bite down until she gasps.
“It’s real, baby. Now,” I get back down on one knee and look into her dazed eyes. “Will you make me even happier and marry me?”
Lizzie’s eyes fill with tears, and she drops down to her knees in front of me. Instead of speaking, she just nods slowly as tears fall down her cheek.
“Please tell me these are happy tears?” I ask while using my thumbs to brush them off her freckled skin.
“The happiest. I love you so much.”
I kiss her lips, tasting her tears as I slide the ring on her delicate finger. “I love you too.”
“Why didn’t you do this before we had sex?” she asks, laughing and pinching my side.
“That was the plan, but you begged me. You know I can’t resist you when you say please . You being a good girl is my weakness.”
I kiss her hard again, and a feeling of contentedness washes over me. I’ve only ever felt this way two other times in my life, and that was when Addy and Mackenzie were born.
“Thank you for making me happy and my life complete. I can’t imagine my life without you, and now I don’t have to.” I bring her left hand up to my mouth and kiss the ring.
“Thank you for making all my fantasies come to life.”
“Thank you for fantasizing about me. Thank you for not moving on from your teenage crush.”
“I couldn’t have, even if I wanted to. You’ve always had a hold on me. There was never going to be anyone else.”
“And there never will be,” I bite out. “I’m yours and you’re mine.”
“Always,” she says seriously.
“Always,” I reply.
I move us back to the blanket and gaze up at the stars that brought me home to Brantley Falls.
That brought me home to my future with Lizzie and my girls and my friends and family.
To my everything.
The End.