Sinful Sister by Kendall Oliver

Sinful Sister by Kendall Oliver

Author:Kendall Oliver
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-03-27T04:00:00+00:00


Thirteen

I’m huddled under one of the old mossy oaks waiting for Cam. The clearing on the edge of campus has unofficially become ‘our spot.’ While ordinarily it’s beautiful, today is a steady misty rain with dark skies casting an ominous feeling of gloom.

A shiver tingles down my spine. If Cam isn’t here soon, I’m leaving. He is the one who told me he needed to see me. That it was necessary. The light sprinkles start to fatten into heavy raindrops. I groan. Instead of leaving, I pull my raincoat tighter. I might talk a big game, but I know I’d wait forever, even in thunderstorms, for Cam.

As if I conjured it, a clap of thunder sounds behind me, startling me enough to jump. My anxiety soothes as I feel that Cam’s nearby. His body heat warms me as he engulfs me in a tight hug.

“I have so much I need to tell you. But first…” That’s all the warning he gives before his mouth is on mine. His lips meld into me, and I swear I can feel us winding ourselves into each other more and more. Even before we came here, I felt the extraordinary bond, but the more and more we fall under a spell here and allow our bodies to call the shots, the more we become connected outside the physical. I have no complaints about our deepening connection. Not that I had any doubts, but I’ve never been more sure that Cam will never willingly leave me.

“Not that I am complaining about any of that. But what is this about, Cam? What’s so important you dragged me out here? In this.” I point to the increasingly turbulent weather.

He grabs at me, his face alight with mischief, and aligns my body against his. “Only sugar melts in the rain, you’ll be just fine.” At my evil eye glare, he adds, “Though you taste damn sweet.” My insides were already heated with desire from his presence, and his kisses are melting the heat into molten lava.

Needing to catch our breath, we pull away from our impromptu make-out session. “I’ll never get tired of kissing you, Cam,” I tell him as I lay my head against his chest. The steady beating of his heart against me steadies me. “Okay, lay it on me. What’s going on? Something about your dad?”

Cam covers us with a massive umbrella. “We could’ve used that before I soaked through,” I deadpan. Cam manages to appear sheepish as he hands me an old worn envelope. It looks as ancient and outdated as the buildings we’re currently calling home.

“Creepy,” I say as I take it from his hand.

“We should communicate this way. If someone were to spy, they wouldn’t be able to get through,” he explains through our connection.

Spies. Old creepy letters. Cam is paranoid. I am officially sold. “Okay. Should I read it, or do you want me to give me the rundown?”

“Go ahead and read it.”

I have a hard time believing the words I’m reading even though they’re clearly written before me.



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