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"Nah, we'll tell them the truth," he murmurs before glancing at me. "I think we've played pretend enough to last a lifetime."

MY BABIES THEO AND MADDEN GOT ELOPED IN VAIL???

"Oh no. That fucker has no right to get upset. Not when he and Madden decided to up and elope in Vail this winter without a word to any of us."

"Just don't go offering me up for tutoring services anymore, okay?"
He lets out a rich laugh. "Hey, it worked out for
the best, didn't it?"
He knocks his shoulder into mine playfully as he says it,

"He's so pussy-whipped," Cam whispers, and
Quinton laughs.
"As if you're not equally as dickmatized?"
"Oh, no, no. We don't need to go there," Oakley objects with a grimace. "Some things are just better.. Yeah, no."

"Fuck, you really set a high bar with this one," he mutters, glancing between Cam and me. His gaze shoots over to Quinton and Oakley, only to say, "Don't tell me you have an equally adorable yet nauseating version of your engagement."

It was only when they get to the "who asked who" of it that we share a comical look before Cam launches into the full story of how he ruined my proposal with his own.

"You know, Oak...it might not be on the ice, but I actually do know where you can be the best man."

Or maybe I'm just down bad for the guy defending the net, and I'm impressed by everything he does.

Of course, as soon as I saw him drop to one knee on the terrace, I was done for, and that was before he started talking about how much he loves me, how he's the happiest he's ever been, only to make me an offer I could never refuse.
"You've despised your last name since you were a kid, so if you'll allow me, I'd love to give you a new one."

…the day I attempted to propose. Emphasis on attempted, because the sweet, lovable jackass he is...he beat me to the punch.

I usually hide one in his duffle when he's about to leave for a stint of away games, or sometimes I'll add them into gifts for holidays and his birthday, since he loves them so much.
OrI' give him one on random special occasions, like tonight, for example. If he brings home this trophy, I have a very special one waiting for him: the dick-copter episode.

Though, regardless of the hows or whys, it does make me glad I didn't take my wonderful fiance's suggestion on making this new story about the two of us. God knows I don't need my parents seeing all the sordid details of how we got to where we are today. Or Laura, who has taken quite an interest in my art as well.

After all, the post-win celebratory fuck just for getting into the Finals lasted almost two days, so I can only imagine how long it'll be if they actually win the damn thing.
The sacrifice made for love, Logan.
As if spending days on end getting naked and sweaty in every room of our apartment could ever be a sacrifice.

"You gotta start where it all began, Lo. With wall
twerking and baton twirling."

"I really liked it. The art of course, but the story too," he murmurs. "I'm thinking we should frame the final version in your new office once it's out." I snort and roll my eyes. "Let's not get carried
away."
"Oh, believe me, I'm not. Getting carried away would be blowing all these up and turning them into our living room wallpaper."

"Your little nympho. And only crazy for you."
He grins as he squeezes my thighs with his palms.
"Exactly the way I like it." SQUEEZE MY THIGHS WITH YOUR MUSCULAR PALMS PLEASE CAMDEN

"Apparently we didn't make it that far on the
tour," I tease.
"Well, there's nothing in there, so unless you want to fuck on the floor or against the wall..." He trails off, only to start laughing when he catches the devilish smirk on my lips.
"Hey, it wouldn't be the first time we had sex on the floor," I muse, holding my hands up. "But it could be more fun to wait 'til there's a desk in there."

I pull back, unable to hide my amusement.
"You're such a sap sometimes."
"Oh, absolutely. But at least me being a sap means we get to make this place ours, not just mine, right?" My heart swells as I nod, and he smiles.
"Good, because I have an extra bedroom that can be your office."

"At least this place will be a lot more homey once
you're here," he states, glancing over at me.
"Yeah, I wasn't gonna say anything... but where's all your stuff?"
He laughs as he steps between my legs, letting his forehead fall to mine. "I have the essentials, all right? Bed, couch, flatscreen. And now my man."

"C'mon. Let's feed you," he murmurs, patting me
on the ass.
After stealing a pair of his sweatpants, the two of us make our way to the kitchen, where we decide on eggs and bacon for our midnight snack after rummaging through the fridge. Despite my protest, he insists on doing the cooking, leaving me to sit on the countertop to watch.

"You really like the beard, huh?" he asks, laughing after I break the kiss to nip at his jaw some
more.
"No. I love it." I straighten and meet his gaze before whispering, "I love you, Cam. Everything about you."
"I could say the same thing about you. So I mean
it, okay? Move in. As soon as you want."

It's a new sensation, but it's quickly addicting, as are all things Camden Steele. And as he pulls my mouth back to his, stealing another kiss, there's no doubt in my mind that I'd do anything to make sure I never have to live without this.
Without him.

CAMDEN FUCKING STEELE

He arches a brow. "Feeding you my cock earlier
wasn't enough? You want actual food too?"

"Lo, I was sold the moment you walked through the door. Seeing you here... It just solidified how much I don't want to be without you anymore. In any capacity. So, yes, I want you to move in with me."
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely," he whispers, before kissing me softly. "Besides, how else am I gonna get that pesto chicken?"

"I mean, how else am I going to ruin your sleep schedule?"
"You're already managing pretty well on your first night. But I guess I can make that sacrifice if it means seeing you as much as possible."

“And what if I want to stay every night?"
whisper, and he arches a brow.
"For break, you mean?"
I shake my head. "For good."

"I don't know what your plans are, but would you wanna stay here during it? Even if it's just for a night or two?"
My gaze slides over to his, finding his eyes already lingering on my face. The amount of love and hope and happiness flowing from their blue depths is enough to drown me, but it's a way I'd be happy to go.

I've been too busy kissing him, touching him, reveling in the fact that this amazing human still chooses me after all this time.
It's a fact I hope never changes.
"You said you're on break, right?" he asks while watching my fingers trail over the ridges of his abs. CAMDEN PLEASE LET ME TOUCH YOUR ABS TOO