Page 399 of End Game

“God, I missed these.”

I swallow. “Technically attached to the rest of me.”

“I missed that too.”

“Good clarification.”

Her fingers move again.

I suck in a breath.

She looks up. “Oh.”

“Don't ‘oh’ me.”

“You like when I pay attention to them.”

“I think we established this several chapters ago.”

She grins.

Then her expression goes serious again.

Not Ronan or Micah serious.

Cami serious.

Which still somehow contains approximately fifteen percent mischief.

“Bed.”

I climb onto it.

“On your back.”

“Yes, ma'am.”

Her eyes flare again.

Oh, she really fucking likes that.

I lie back.

Cami climbs over me.

My hands move instinctively toward her hips.

She catches one. “No touching.”

I blink. “Cruel.”

“Can you do it?”

There's something under the teasing now.

A real question.

I put both hands above my head. “Yes.”