Unspoken Words (Unspoken #1)

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by H. P. Davenport


  I don’t bother to speak to Chad, I simply nod my head acknowledging him. Camryn jumps up from her seat, and throws her arms around my neck. She whispers in my ear, “You creep. You’ve been here the entire time. Rather than come save me, you were texting me?”

  Laughing, I pull her tighter against my chest. My lips nibble on her right earlobe. “I was enjoying texting you. Don’t ever worry. I will always be your knight in shining armor. I got your back.”

  Camryn pulls back to look at my face, I raise my eyebrows at her. Her lips slowly descend to meet mine. When she kisses me, all I can taste is the caramel on her lips. I kiss her lips softly, before placing another on her nose.

  Nodding toward the table, my voice is low and smooth, “Get your stuff together, come to the studio with me.”

  Camryn gathers her notes from the table, closes up her laptop and grabs her bag. Chad is still sitting at the table looking at the two of us. Anger lit in his eyes. He looks at Camryn with a sardonic expression that makes my temper soar.

  “It was nice seeing you again,” Camryn says to Chad. “I’m going to head to the studio with Jamie.” He doesn’t respond at first. His anger becomes a scalding fury. He swallows hard. I can see he is trying to reign in his temper. My ass just cock blocked him. He needs to realize that Camryn is not on the market. She is taken. She is mine.

  “It was nice seeing you again, Camryn. Maybe next time you can stay a little longer. Possibly finish your coffee before you have to run,” Chad says.

  She doesn’t reply to his last statement. She gives him a small smile.

  This dude doesn’t get it. Camryn is not giving off the vibe that she is the least bit interested in him. He needs to give it up. Just because he happened to stumble upon her in a coffee shop doesn’t mean she’s interested in him. She is simply being kind. Camryn isn’t a mean person, she would never intentionally go out of her way to be malevolent toward someone. In this case, she needs to be forward and set the record straight. Chad needs to know that she is not interested in him.

  When Camryn finishes gathering her belongings, I place my hand on her lower back guiding her out of the coffee shop.

  I turn to look back at Chad. He stands there, tall and angry. I shrug my shoulders at him while sending him a chilling smile that says the unspoken words he needs to hear loud and fucking clear. That’s right, asshole. She’s mine.

  I hold the door for Camryn as she exits the coffee shop. Once we are on the sidewalk, I reach for her bag, balancing the carrier containing the coffees in my other hand. She leans into my side, so I place my arm around her shoulder as we walk the few blocks to the studio. She looks at me and says, “Can I tell you something?”

  I turn my head to look down at her, “You know better than to ask me that. Of course you can tell me anything. What’s on your mind, beautiful?”

  Camryn looks up at me, then bites her lip. Now I know she is nervous about what she is going to tell me. “I don’t want you to go all caveman on me, but Chad made me feel uncomfortable today.”

  Trying to play it cool, I ask, “What do you mean he made you feel uncomfortable?”

  I tighten my hold on her, encouraging her to continue. “I was working with my earbuds in when he came up behind me. I didn’t even know he was there until he started rubbing my shoulders. I jumped up not knowing who was touching me. He held his hands up as if surrendering, then apologized for startling me. He claims he didn’t notice my earbuds. You think he would have realized that I didn’t hear him talking to me when I didn’t respond to him. I don’t know him enough for him to think he can touch me like that. I met him a handful of times. We are not friends. We are acquaintances. Nothing more, nothing less. After he apologized, he just pulled out the chair and made himself at home.”

  We walk into the studio, placing the carrier on the floor I lean against the wall, pulling her into me. I place my arms around her waist securing her to me. “You are not overreacting, Tink. I knew there was something about him that rubbed me the wrong way. I have never liked him since I laid eyes on him. He has no right touching you. When I see him again, I will make that crystal fucking clear.”

  Camryn stands on her tiptoes and claims my lips with a slow, drugging kiss making me forget my reasons for even being here today.

  I spent Monday and Tuesday night practicing with Side Effects, so I can spend tonight with Camryn. When I left the studio today, I ran to the grocery store to grab what I need to make her favorite for dinner, crab legs and shrimp scampi. She is working at the New York City office today with her editor, so when she is finished there, she is coming to my apartment.

  Around six o’clock there’s a knock at my door. She’s had a key to my place for years. I specifically told Camryn to walk in when she gets here. When I open the door, the most beautiful set of hazel eyes warms my heart. I see her duffle bag on her shoulder and know that she packed to stay the night with me.

  “I told you to just come in. Why did you knock?” Gesturing for her to come in, I open the door wider. From the gasp that escapes her throat, I know she was surprised by what sits before her. I have a fresh bouquet of lilies in a vase and a bottle of her favorite wine on the table.

  Cami turns to look at me, then back at the display I have set up. “What do we have here, Mr. Banks? You did this all for me?” she questions. “I didn’t want to barge in. I know I have a key, but I felt funny,” she answers my question, then shrugs her shoulders.

  I’ve never cooked for a woman before, this is a first for me. A first of many that I want to experience with Camryn. I walk up behind her, and pull her close to me. Her back is against my chest, and I breathe in her scent. I love how she always smells of lavender and vanilla. I kiss her head softly, “This, my dear, is dinner for two. You and me.”

  I motion her to the table and hold out her chair for her to sit. I bring the dishes that I have prepared in from the kitchen and place them on the table. Cami’s eyes grow wide when she sees that I have king crab legs with extra drawn butter on the side and a bowl of shrimp scampi. I place the cheddar garlic biscuits on the table as well. I walk over behind her and tie a bib around her neck, which reads ‘Kiss the Cook’. When she looks down and sees the bib, she busts out laughing. “You went all out tonight, didn’t you?”

  I lean back, taking a sip of my wine “I wanted this to be memorable. We have eaten together a thousand times, this is different. We have never eaten as a couple.”

  She leans her elbows on the table, rests her chin in her hands. “I don’t know what to say. This is beyond amazing. Thank you.”

  CAMRYN

  “NOW I NEED To do what this bib says and kiss you for this amazing meal.”

  I push my chair back from the table and the look in his eyes as I walk toward him and lean down to straddle Jamie’s lap, the expression on his face says it all. Pulling his face close to mine, my tongue traces his lips before I kiss him passionately. My tongue glides out and meets his in a passionate war of emotions, both of us wanting each other, both of us unsure of upsetting the waters. My lips press against his, then gently cover his mouth, deepening the kiss. He groans against my lips as I shift in his lap and rub myself against his erection. He lifts his hips grinding against me. A gasp escapes me. My hands slide up his neck, into his hair. His touch sends a shock wave through my entire body. His hands find their way to my hips, holding me steady, fingers grazing incendiary skin under my clothes.

  I kiss him, linger, and savor every moment. Shivers of delight follow his touch. He moves his mouth over mine, devouring its softness.

  His gaze travels over my face and searches my eyes. “Do you know how much I want you?”

  “I’m pretty sure I have an idea,” I say, jokingly, wiggling my ass against his erection.

  Jamie groans a visceral sound escaping his lips as he rubs a hand over his face, letting me know exactly how much he wants this too. “Cami, I’m doing everything—and I mean everything—to not strip you down right now and take you on this table. W
e have to slow down before I’m unable to stop where this is headed.”

  A look of hurt crosses my features, like surely he knows that we both want the same thing and we are here, in the now, focused on just us and I want this to take us where it will lead.

  He grabs my waist, shifting me back to my chair, as he gets to his feet. “I hate to be the one to stop this, but you want us to take it slow. I’m going to be a gentlemen and not attempt to make love to you the first time I cook you a meal.”

  My eyes go wide, the hurt apparent but an unspoken understanding divides us. “Jamie, you have to know how bad I want this too, we’ve been taking this slow long enough and I know that what we have is nothing short of amazing . . . how you make me feel each and every time we touch has left me wanting more. And walking away from this—without some release—well, are you prepared for me to take care of my own needs when I have you right where I want you?”

  He laughs. “Welcome to my world, baby. I have been like this for weeks, hell, years!”

  He smacks my ass as he lifts me off of him to finish the amazing meal he prepared for us. Damn him, he’s slowly torturing me.

  One for Cami, Two for Jamie.

  Our unspoken resolve still withstanding, after we have a quiet dinner, we clean up the kitchen together. Jamie finds a movie on OnDemand for us to watch as we cuddle on the couch. Both of us accepting the fact that we’ll know when it’s the right time, when our minds and bodies connect without interruptions, without the knee jerk have sex just to have sex reaction. We’ve waited—and anticipated—this moment for so long and it should be perfection, a moment where time stands still and the two of us are the only ones who exist in the world.

  JAMIE

  AFTER SNUGGLING ON the couch while watching a movie last night, Camryn fell asleep nestled against my chest. I didn’t want to wake her up, so I carried her gently into my room and placed her softly on my bed.

  I lean down to place a soft kiss on her forehead whispering “Good night, Tink.”

  My girl was out like a light and didn’t wake when I tucked her into bed and pulled her tightly against my chest. I laid awake for a while once we were in bed, thinking how I should have told Camryn sooner how I felt. For years I’ve been struggling with my feelings for her. There is a possibility that she felt the same way. Time wasted but I refuse to look in the past and only focus on the future. Our future.

  I sleep with my true love in my arms and sleep so peacefully knowing everything I’ve ever wanted is wrapped in my arms.

  I love waking with Camryn in my arms. The sunlight is peeking in through my blinds. My hand slowly moves up and down her arm. Camryn begins to stir, swatting my hand away.

  “Stop. I need more sleep,” she says in a groggy tone.

  “Wake up, lazy bones. Let’s hit the gym before our day starts. I have a fun-filled day planned for us.”

  Camryn turns into my chest, cuddling into my side. “Do we have to?” she asks in a whiny voice.

  “Yes, we do. Come on. Once you’re up and moving, you’ll be fine.”

  She throws the covers off her body huffing and puffing as she makes her way to the bathroom. “Fine . . . Give me twenty minutes and I’ll be ready,” she says before shutting the door.

  I have a long day planned, so I want to get my work out in. I am surprising Camryn and taking her to Watchung Reservation, which is the largest park in Berkeley Heights. As kids, we spent a lot of time there with our families, camping, fishing, walking the trails, and horseback riding. When we were able to drive ourselves there, we would spend the day there just to get away. A lot of memories were made at the reservation, so I am hoping to make some new ones today with Camryn. She has always loved horseback riding, so I reserved two horses for us this afternoon.

  When we enter the gym, Camryn heads over to the mats to stretch before hitting the treadmill, while I walk over to the weights.

  “You good over there?”

  “Yeah, I’m fine,” she responds.

  “I know you are fine.” As I wiggle my brows at her.

  She laughs at my remark, then puts her earbuds in.

  “Nice one liner, Mr. Banks.”

  While I am working out my chest, I am stealing glances at Camryn. As always, she is in her little tight tank and running shorts. The way her legs glide on the treadmill, she makes it look so effortless. Camryn has always been one who runs for enjoyment. When she is stressed, she laces her sneakers and hits the pavement or the gym.

  After an hour or so, we finish up our workout and head back upstairs to my apartment to get showered. While Camryn is in the shower, I check my email and make a few calls. I still need to grab a costume for the party at Redemption tomorrow night. Nothing like waiting until the last minute.

  Camryn won’t tell me what she is dressing up as, and when I asked Morgan she told me her lips were sealed.

  Parker has sent me a few changes for the song that we have been working on this week. I was able to get the majority of the song on paper while I was in Boston. Coming up with new songs has always been easy for me. I take life experiences and turn them into songs. After spending the weekend with Camryn, I was able to get some new lyrics down. Now we’re just trying to find the melody to fit it perfectly. I’m keeping my fingers crossed Camryn loves the new song and it doesn’t freak her out. I’ve always been good with expressing myself in my lyrics. With my feelings about us laid out in the words of this song, I have a lot to lose.

  When Camryn gets out of the shower, I jump in so we can grab breakfast and go to the park. By the time I finish showering, I assume Camryn would be dressed already. To my absolute delight, she walks into my bedroom in a robe.

  An open invitation for some quality time stands before me in all of her terry clothness.

  The look in my eyes as I gaze up at her, lust taking over my features that gaze upon her, speaks volumes. I take Camryn’s hand in mine and guide her toward my bed. Leaning down, my lips descending towards her mouth, where she is sucking on her bottom lip, staring at me with literal fuck me eyes. I pull back and swear harshly.

  Guiding her back on the bed, I grab her hips and pull her closer to the edge of the bed. Slowly my hands move under the hem of her robe to skim her hips and thighs and I notice she isn’t wearing any panties. My God, my every fantasy is laid bare before me in this moment.

  Her eyes lock on mine as I disrobe her so she’s on full display for me. She doesn’t miss my obvious examination and approval.

  She looks like an angel spread out on my bed. Her brown hair splayed across the light comforter. My finger finds her swollen bud between her legs and when I apply a little pressure, her body arches off the bed and her eyes close. She licks her lips, then gently bites down on the bottom one, eliciting a groan from me. “Jamie,” Camryn says my name in between shaky breaths.

  It’s taking every ounce of restraint to not go down on her right now and finish her off as fast as I can. My excitement seeing the reaction I’m giving her is enough for me right now. I told her we’d take this slow, and by slow I mean I’m going to make her come as slowly as possible.

  My eyes rake over her naked body as I join her on the bed, leaving her entire body exposed to my every wish.

  Between each word I plant kisses on her shoulders, neck, and face, “You’re beautiful, Tink.”

  “Jamie,” she whispers my name. I love hearing my name come out of her mouth knowing that I am the one making her body want more.

  Leaning down, I take one of her nipples in my mouth, it’s already budded so tight yet I know I can make it tighter, just with the moisture of my mouth, my tongue, and my hands as I touch every inch of her skin in wanting.

  She’s gripping my hair as my mouth moves to her other breast, in between the journey I ask, “Is this slow enough for you, baby?” Judging by her arched back and moans I know that I’m taking her to the places that we will get to together. No words are needed in response, her body is doing enough talking for the both of us.

 
; My hands slide across her silken belly and make their way down lower, pushing her thighs apart. Camryn grabs my shoulders, digging her fingers into my bare skin and moans out a ‘yessssssss’ as I begin to palm her clit before taking two fingers and escalating her writhing to an entirely new level.

  “I’m going to make you feel good, Camryn.”

  Instinctively, her body arches achingly toward me, granting me deeper access. Every part of her body is gripping me so tight, begging me not to stop as she rides my hand. All the while I’m kissing her every chance I get and sucking on her tits taking her higher. After a few minutes, the stroking of my fingers, the wetness of my mouth everywhere, and this moment sends explosive jolts through her. She grasps the comforter as she cries out my name as she comes, “Jamie . . .”

  Her sounds and the vision of her writhing beneath my hand are seared into my memory. I’m in awe at how fucking beautiful she is as she falls apart beneath me. Everything about this woman—my best friend—has been worth the years of waiting for her. Finally being intimate with Cami has come full circle, I’m experiencing this with her like it’s my first time. I’m a virgin with Cami and I’d have it no other way.

  When we pull onto the road leading to Watchung Reservation, Camryn is fidgeting in her seat like a little child. “Oh my God, I can’t believe you brought me here. I haven’t been here in years.”

  Glancing in her direction, I see how excited she is that we are here. I place my free hand on her left knee, squeezing lightly. “I wanted to do something special for you. It’s not every day I get to take my girl on a first date.”

  Her slender hands unconsciously twist together. My girl is nervous. I cover her hands with my right hand, “Relax. We’re going to have a nice time. The weather cooperated. It’s a perfect day to spend the day outside.” I lift her hand to my mouth and kiss her knuckles hidden within our entwined hands.

 

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