I sat up quickly when I heard loud voices coming from downstairs.  My heart exploded with excitement when I heard a female's laughter cut through the silence in the room. I jumped out from underneath Cameron and stuck my head out into the hall to make sure I wasn't imagining it.

"Holy shit, did we just get invaded?" Jax bellowed loudly. He was standing at the top of the stairs with his eyes bulging out of his head. His mouth was hanging wide open as he stared down.

I slid across the hardwood floor and almost fell on my face because my legs couldn't move fast enough. Puddles was yapping at my heels and waddling right behind me.  He was just as excited as I was.

I literally jumped up and down while screaming like a banshee when I saw Stells and Sven standing inside the doorway at the bottom of the stairs.

"It's so nice to see you again."  Sven strutted over, hugged my mom, and planted kisses on both of her cheeks. She blushed and batted at him playfully.  No woman on the planet could resist Sven's seductive charm.

Dad was grumbling when he felt like Sven lingered a little too long greeting her. It wasn't anything new. My dad would get mad at the toaster if it stole my mom's attention away from him. One would have thought that after all these years that he would realize she wasn't going to run away with the appliances. 

"Papa Miller." Sven turned and tried to kiss his cheeks too.  My hand flew over my mouth to cover up the hysterical laughter that erupted as I watched Dad bob and weave away from him like they were in a boxing ring. Sven was determined to get his hands on my dad.  From the intense look on Dad's face, it was time for me to intervene.  I didn't want dad to pop Sven in the mouth.

"What are you both doing here?" I ran down the stairs and hugged Stells. We were jumping up and down, screaming like we hadn't seen each other in years. When I let her go, Sven had his arms wide open and motioned for me to get my butt over to him. I jumped into Sven's arms and wrapped my legs around his waist. He spun me around in a circle kissing the side of my face repeatedly.

"I have missed you so much, pretty girl." Sven's thick accent cut through between kisses. "You look magnificent today, my little love. You are so scrumptious. I could just eat you alive."

A throat cleared from the top of the stairs.  I turned my head quickly and saw Cameron standing with his arms crossed in a classic possessive stance.  It was cute that he was jealous of Sven still.

"Who is that?" Stells whispered in my ear with a wicked smile creeping over her face. She was pointing up at Cameron, who looked like he was sucking on his tongue. 

I patted Sven's chest to let him know it was time to let me down before Cameron put him in a chokehold until he passed out.  I readjusted my shirt so it wasn't rumpled any longer and covered my body completely.

"Stells, this is my... my... my, um...." I wasn't even sure how to introduce him, so I just decided on the easy route. "This is Cameron."

"Wait, that is our Cameron? Well, hello." Stells smiled up at him and then looked at Sven. They both had a predatory stare. They were licking their chops, ready to devour him. I didn't blame either one of them. Cameron was eye candy, but he was definitely off-limits. I would have to remind them multiple times with death threats. If they tried to lay a finger on him, I would unapologetically chew it off and keep it on the fireplace mantel as a trophy.

He was mine.

Cameron tucked his bad manners away in the lockbox inside his head and then jogged down the stairs to join us. He plastered an uncomfortable fake smile on his face as he greeted my unplanned house guests.

"So, what brings you two all the way to Ohio?" Cameron asked charmingly with his midwestern swag. He was a good actor.  No one else would have ever realized he was fuming right now. I knew and that was all that mattered. 

"We missed our girl and decided to come steal her back tonight," Sven said, wrapping his arm around my waist.  I saw Cam's jaw clench as he watched his hand suspiciously.

"You are more than welcome to stay here while you are in town." My mom interjected like a good hostess. My dad was giving her side eyes as soon as she made the offer.  I did not want to be that woman right now.  He was going to pounce the second he got her alone.

My eyes reluctantly met Cameron's.  He was standing shoulder to shoulder with my Dad, giving me the same look. Both men had their arms folded across their chests and were fighting to hold themselves in check.

It was freaking hilarious watching them together. They must have been spending more time together than I realized. They were becoming the same person.

"Mama Miller, are you serious? You would let us stay here with you?" Sven asked excitedly, clapping his hands. It was so adorable. I just wanted to cuddle Sven and pinch his cheeks.

"Of course, you can stay here. Come on, let's get you both something to drink and get you settled in. I'm sure you had a long flight." My mom grabbed their hands and led them to the kitchen.

Cameron and I fell in line behind my mom as she gushed about how wonderful it was that they had decided to come to town. My dad refused to join in on the fun; he was in one of his moods. I stopped for a second before going into the kitchen and watched him stomp off upstairs to pout like a big baby some more.  Puddles was on the top step waggling his butt at Dad. He leaned over and scooped the little guy up to take him into his bedroom with him. He was mumbling something under his breath as he patted the little boy's head. He was complaining about idiotic pretty boys and their groping hands touching his things.  He was way too territorial.

I loved my dad's irrational little temper tantrums.

I was the last one to walk into the kitchen.  I went over between the two empty bar stools and leaned down on the island on my elbows to listen to the perfectly polite, little pleasantries being exchanged. Sven smiled at me and then stepped around the island to sneak up behind me. He planned on glomming on to me like he usually did, but Cameron stepped between us and beat him to it. Cameron's hands were on the counter around me, surrounding me on all sides so no one else could get close to me.  He stayed back far enough to keep the tiniest fraction of space between us but close enough to show he was the dominant male in the room.

Someone else must have been feeling territorial too and, apparently, I was a part of Cameron Nash's territory.

"Want to go out with us tonight, Cameron?" Stells asked in her musical voice as she flitted around the kitchen. She opened the pantry and shifted around the massive selection of junk food. She began pulling out various packages of snacks and tossing them on the counter. My poor mother was going to spend hours reorganizing the pantry later.

"Oh no, Cameron wouldn't want to...." I began to say as he placed his hand on my hip to stop me.

"I would love to go out with you tonight." He looked down at me over my shoulder and smiled.

Well, fuck. I didn't see that one coming. Cam was full of surprises today.

"Cameron, yes!" Sven was giddy with excitement. "I have the perfect outfit for you in my bag. How do you feel about a mesh shirt and leather?"

"I..uh..." Cameron gulped and looked down at me, pleading for help.

"Sven, I think Cameron can pick his own outfit out tonight." I giggled. Sven playing dress-up with Cam would be the best thing that ever happened in my life.  I could literally imagine Cameron standing there in ball-hugging, tight leather pants, fidgeting around uncomfortably. He would be holding his hands over his chest, covering his nipples so nobody could see them while the rest of us danced around him with glowsticks to industrial techno music. 

It would be fucking epic.

"Well, what are we waiting for then? Let's start getting ready." Stells yelled out with a whole box of cookies shoved in her mouth.

"Hey, Jess. I have to go home and take care of some things before we go out tonight. I'll swing back by and pick you all up in a couple of hours." Cameron said, running his hand up and down my spine under my shirt.

"We can just call a car service," I suggested to him.

"No, I can drive tonight. It's not a big deal. I'll be back soon, darling." Cameron kissed my cheek and lightly grazed my butt with his hand. I fought the urge to push against it harder just to get a few more seconds of contact with him before he left.

I wrestled with my mind, fighting the impulse to chase after him when he let go and began to walk out of the room. I wanted to tackle his red-hot body to the ground and make him stay. 

My mom was watching us from the corner of her eye. She was trying to bite back her smile. When she knew I caught her watching, she winked at me and then turned her attention to the mess on the counter. I swear she knew what I was thinking.

"Fine, no mesh tonight. How about cowboy boots and chaps instead?" I heard Sven ask Cameron as he followed him out of the room.

This was such a bad idea.