Just For You (30 page)

"Thank you," she said, her eyes big and round. "I couldn't have asked for anything better. Or a better…" She hesitated with the next word, not quite sure what boundaries had just been set between the two of them. She figured it was better to be safe than sorry, and used the word which she figured would get her in the least amount of trouble. "…friend to share this with."

One of Cameron's brows raised and he took her hand in his again. "Yeah, a friend."

His stare was nearly overpowering, managing to be unusually friendly and seductive at the same time. Imogen hoped she wasn't blushing and tried to gather her thoughts in an orderly fashion.

"Okay, this is disgusting."

Cameron and Imogen both looked in the direction of Alex's voice. He was standing a few feet away, his weight supported by a shovel, where one foot stood perched on the right edge of the spade and his hands, one folded over the other, rested on the top of the handle.

"Alex!" Imogen breathed. "What are you doing here?" She moved to give him a hug but Cameron held her fast.

"I thought I told you to stay in the car," Cameron said.

"You also said I'd know when the moment was right." Alex retorted with smug assurance, turning to Imogen and giving her a wink before asking Cameron, "Are you going to leave us all hanging here, or are you going to kiss her? 'Cause frankly, none of us have all day."

If Cameron was used to blushing, he would have known what the heat that suddenly rose in his cheeks was. Imogen looked up at him, tentatively, with a sly smile on her pink lips.

He blinked at least three times before one side of his mouth pulled up in a quick smirk of his own, his eyes settling on a soft spot of pillowy flesh on Imogen's cheek. He moved toward her, excruciatingly slowly, until at last Imogen could feel his lips on her face. She closed her eyes and tried to suspend herself in the moment, feeling his hand in her hand, his face against her own, his hair grazing lightly over her forehead.

As he pulled away, she placed a palm against his cheek and pulled his face toward hers, giving him a full, proper kiss on the lips. Instinctively, their eyes closed at the same time, and they breathed each other in. The kiss was soft and tender, and there was no need for anymore words. All was forgiven.

Alex made the appropriate gagging noises, rolling his eyes and telling them to cut it out already.

Imogen smiled and licked her lips, tasting Cameron one more time before she looked up at him and spoke.

"We need a few more helpers today if you're interested."

"Oh?" He cleared his throat and blinked, trying to get his sight back to normal. For a second there it was blurred.

"Only if you want to, though."

Cameron shook his head in mock disbelief. "Imogen, where the hell else am I supposed to go right now?"

Imogen smiled, ducking her head in slight embarrassment. "Well then, I guess that means I'm putting you to work." Her gaze went to Alex. "Both of you."

"Hey, I'm all set," Alex said, waving them off and making his way back toward the building site with his shovel. Imogen and Cameron followed, and Imogen handed Cameron the hammer she'd been using previously.

Then, they began to build.
Together.

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THE END