Down London Road

forgotten.
    ‘But not forgotten.’
    Mind reader.
    Heaving another sigh, Cam took hold of my hips and pulled me close, dipping his head to kiss me softly. His right hand coasted up under my tank top, his cool hand on my bare skin sending shivers rippling over me. I felt my nipples pebble as his hand cupped my bra, his thumb tracing the swell of my breast. My knees shook and I gripped Cameron’s waist tightly. ‘You’ve not forgotten,’ he repeated roughly. ‘But you will.’ He crushed my mouth against his, his kiss almost painful in its demand. I didn’t care. It was fair to say that at this point I was absolutely addicted to the taste and feel of him.
    ‘Customers!’ Joss yelled from behind the bar.
    We jolted apart, Cam reluctantly pulling his hand out from under my top and smoothing it back in place. ‘You go out first.’
    I glanced down at the bulge in his jeans and grinned. ‘Take your time.’
    He growled at me playfully in response as I passed him, adding a taunting swing to my hips.
    After the first two come-hither smiles Cam sent to customers I stopped looking at him. I was aware of him, as I was always aware of him, but determined to shut out actual hard evidence of the flirting.
    Combating it with my own flirting might have worked,but every time I attempted to flirt with a customer, I could feel Cam’s eyes burning into my skin, and it put me off my game.
    My growing irritation finally came to a head when there was a lull at the bar. I threw a dishcloth at Cam. ‘Our tips jar is suffering because of you, buddy.’
    Cam had caught the cloth before it hit him and was now laughing as he wiped up some spillage on the bar top. ‘What did I do?’
    ‘I can feel you watching me. I can’t flirt with you watching me.’
    His deep chuckle tickled all my good-for-nothing places and I hated that I found the cheeky grin he gave Joss so bloody hot. ‘Was I doing anything?’
    Joss shrugged. ‘I have no clue what you were doing, but keep it up. The fake giggle’ – she gestured lazily at me – ‘has disappeared, so I’m happy.’
    Another tag team? I crossed my arms over my chest, hoping my body language was a warning to back off. ‘The fake giggle is not that bad.’
    My friend grunted in disagreement. ‘It sounds like Miss Piggy has a machine gun stuck in her throat.’
    Roaring with laughter, Cam didn’t even feel the heat of my glower. But watching him laugh as Joss’s apt description took hold of me, I had to stifle my own amusement. I couldn’t encourage them or I’d have Cole and Cam against me at home and Joss and Cam against me at work.
    Harrumphing at them both, I turned to greet our next customer. He was male. Tall. Pretty cute. As I poured him a draught, I asked him about his night, laughing and flirting with him for a good five minutes before his friends calledhim back to their table. I will note that I did all this minus the fake giggle.
    Since Cam had already provided evidence that he was a fairly possessive guy, my intention was to piss him off and put him in his place.
    I spun on my heel, expecting to face his annoyance. Instead he was leaning back against the bar, smirking at me. ‘Nice try.’
    Damn. I was dating Mr Unpredictable. The bloody idiot did not respond to any situation the way I expected him to. How on earth was I meant to navigate these waters if I didn’t know the depth of them?
    Bugger.
    This really was going to be a relationship unlike any of my others.
    The next words out of Cam’s mouth just reinforced that realization.
    ‘Let’s go to my mum and dad’s for a weekend.’
    I blinked rapidly, taken aback by the suggestion, ignoring Joss, who was hovering on the edges of our conversation, pretending to fix the napkin holder.
    ‘What?’
    ‘Three weeks from Saturday, it’ll be my Saturday off work. We’ll go then. Stay the night. You, me and Cole.’
    ‘Dude, he wants you to meet the parents,’ Joss said under her breath. ‘Think carefully before you give him an answer. The parents. Already.’ She shuddered at the thought.
    ‘Jo?’
    I glanced back at an expectant Cam. ‘I can’t leave Mum.’
    ‘I can check in on her,’ Joss offered loudly.
    My mouth fell open as I stared at her in total bafflement. I whispered to her, ‘I thought you just said to think carefully about meeting his parents.’
    ‘I did. You didn’t say you didn’t want to. You offered up an impediment and I offered up a solution.’ When she turned away I caught the