All At Once (Completed) - Finding You Book 1

Camden

Last Night

"Remind me again why I agreed to watch this girly movie with you?" I ask teasingly, as the credits roll. Harper lifts her cheek from my chest, resting her chin on it as she looks me right in the eyes.

My arms are folded behind my head on the arm of her couch. I smile at her.

"Now I remember," I say. "Because you're on me and I really don't want to move to change the channel. This is really fucking comfortable. Guess we're watching another," I say and her lips lift in a sweet smile.

It's 8 PM. The minute Amy told Harper she was going out of town for the night, she insisted I come over to watch movies. When I asked if Chase should come, she made it clear this night was for just the two of us.

"You pretended to not be into it, but I heard you gasp when she kissed that other guy," she reminds me, smirking.

"Well, she said they were just friends but it was obviously a lie," I say.

"You are so not that guy anymore, Camden," she says sweetly, her eyes sticking on mine.

She's right. I press a kiss to her forehead and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I know," I whisper.

She nuzzles back into my chest and my hands wrap around her, holding her tightly against me. With every passing day I spend with Harper, it becomes abundantly clear that I'll never want anyone else. I'll wait forever, if I have to...but I hope we don't.

Her warm hand sneaks under my T-shirt and she traces my stomach muscles. My heart hammers, and I know she can hear it, because her ear is lined up perfectly. She doesn't say a word, but I know something is up; she's too quiet. I stroke her hair when I feel her breathing pick up.

"I'm happy like this," she admits, still smoothing her fingers across my stomach. "Everything else just goes away when we're together. I'm tired of fighting it, Camden," she admits, pressing her chin down on my chest again. This time, there's certainty in her eyes. "I want to be with you."

My hands slide to her waist and I tug her so she's completely on top of me. I'm overwhelmed. Starved for this woman and her heart. My fingers thread in her hair and I rest my palms on her cheeks. I could stare into her brown eyes forever, but I need to kiss her.

In an instant, I'm devouring her. This is the wildest it's gotten with us since before we stopped having sex, and the familiarity of it sets me on fire.

Her hands push into the soft couch cushion on each side of me. It's not long before she's sitting on me, dragging my shirt over my head. But there's something different now.

She let's me whisper in her ear. And instead of saying the things I want to do to her, I'm telling her all the things she does to me.

She feels like home. Like the one thing I've been missing my entire life. This is the closest I've ever been to love.

I break away from her hot kiss so I can tell her those things now.

"Harper..." I start, my breath hitting her lips, but she doesn't let me finish. Her lips are on mine, her tongue sliding against mine. I'm losing myself in this moment. I want to tear off her clothes and reunite in the ways we haven't allowed ourselves to in months. But then I remember the things I want to say to her. She deserves to hear them. She needs to know what she means to me now.

I break away from her kiss again and she pouts. I smile, and whisper again.

"You make me want so many things I've never wanted," I start, sitting up a little with her on my lap. I press one soft kiss on her lips and her hands thread in my hair as she stares into my eyes.