I was lying on Cameron's couch like a vegetable trying to get comfortable. I was exhausted and completely depleted. Cameron Nash's hyperactive ass was wearing me out.

Cam had literally been chasing me around his house for the last two months. He kept me in a constant state of arousal. I was barely able to even wear clothes for more than a few minutes before he would rip them off of me. I was sore and raw from taking him multiple times a day. Every muscle in my body ached and throbbed. If I thought his drive was high before, it was off the charts right now. I offered my hand and mouth to give my lady parts a break, but he would always end up finding a way to slip inside of me for the big finale.

He was worse than manic Jessa right now and that was saying a lot. 

I guess two years of pent-up feelings could do that to someone.  He had one thing on his mind and one thing only, filling me every chance he could. He was definitely trying to make up for all the time we spent apart.  In fact, I was starting to wonder if he ever slept anymore.  I don't think I even saw him close his eyes once.

If I could bottle my boy's energy and sell it, I could make billions.

I sure as hell would have bought a lifetime supply. I needed it right now.

I found myself taking a sigh of relief on the days when he would go to work.  I would lay down on the couch to catch up on one of the new tv series that I wanted to watch and could barely keep my eyes open through the opening credits. I had been so tired from the late nights I was putting in with him that I would crash instantly. When I would wake up, he would be leaning over me, working me over again.

For an undefined relationship that wasn't just about sex, we seemed to always end up tangled up in each other every second we could.

Cameron and I were in a decently good place right now. I had unofficially moved my things bit by bit to his place over the last few weeks. That included Puddles' little chubby tush.  I think my dad cried when I said I was taking him with me.  He had become attached to my little goofball. Puddles was constantly at his feet, begging for table scraps which he kept feeding him even though I told him not to. The poor dog could barely walk because his belly was getting too big.

Even though everything was looking up for me, I had still been on edge.

I had managed to keep the Nathan thing a secret from everyone, including Cameron. He didn't even have the slightest clue what happened. It was torturing me mentally, but it was better than the alternative if he found out.  The only way to keep this quiet was to keep everyone in the dark. I was just happy that Nathan had taken the hint and went away after I paid him off. I wouldn't be able to handle another encounter with him. 

Just as I had expected, Link had called me about the money I took out the next day. I tried to convince him I withdrew it to cover the plane ticket, rental car costs, and general living expenses.  I explained to him that I was taking some time away because I was feeling overwhelmed. He called my parents, who came rushing over to Cameron's house to check on me minutes later. Cam intercepted them at the door and they told him what I had done. They were talking to Cameron about taking me for another involuntary admittance to a treatment center when I walked into the room. They were scared that I was a danger to myself again. I didn't blame them at all and felt bad they were worrying over nothing, but Nathan hadn't given me a choice. I made my decision that day to do what I thought was right, even if I had to suffer the consequences. I would do it again for Cameron without hesitating.

My dad came over to tuck me under his arm to take me away right then, but Cameron got to me first. He stood in front of me as I held onto his back. He was physically putting himself in harm's way between me and my dad to block him from taking me back to the center. They got into a screaming match and I thought fists were going to start flying. Luckily my mom was able to calm my dad down long enough to convince him that Cam wouldn't lie to him about my condition.

Cameron was the only reason I wasn't in a hospital gown right now, heavily medicated while staring at the walls.

I waited for days for Cameron to ask me why I took the money out, but he never did.

Tensions were a little strained between him and my family right now because of the incident. Anytime they were around each other, it was really uncomfortable. They all tried to pretend for my sake, but I knew things weren't as they seemed.

If all that wasn't enough drama, I had been tiptoeing around the conversation Cameron and I needed to have. I knew it was only a matter of time before he and I had to sit down and make the tough decision of what we were going to do when I returned back to the real world. Neither of us had brought it up recently because we always ended up fighting about it when we did.  After all this time, he still was hell-bent on staying in Ohio and trying to convince me that I should do the same.

That conversation would be coming sooner than later. The label head had been getting short with me because I still hadn't signed the contract for the next tour or even given them one song to demo for the new album.  I was under a lot of pressure from every side trying to tug at me and my only escape was in the arms of that golden-haired boy.

My stomach let out the most vicious growl, interrupting my troubled thoughts. I was starving and decided it was time to go refuel. I got up and went to the kitchen and pulled out the half-eaten loaf of bread. I went to the cupboard and opened it to search for the jar of peanut butter. I was in the mood for a good old-fashioned peanut butter and jelly sandwich for dinner.

I shifted some things around in the cupboard and couldn't find the peanut butter where I put it back last night. I knew I put it back in there. Someone else must have touched the fucking jar.

By someone else, I meant the frustratingly handsome boy with the bottomless stomach.

I went to the trash can and opened the lid, looking for the evidence.   The jar was lying right on top of the trash, completely empty. He didn't even try to hide it from me. I saw red. I was going to beat the shit out of that boy. He always ate everything in the house. The peanut butter was mine and he knew it.

He did it on purpose to annoy me.

"Cameron Nash. Get your fucking ass in here." I screamed loud enough for him to hear me no matter where he was hiding.

I heard the sliding glass door open from the backyard and his clomping feet trudging towards me.  He needed a lesson in how to walk. He was shuffling his feet like an elephant migrating across the plains. He was testing my patience today.

Well, everything around me was testing me, but he had become an expert at it over the last few days.

"Sorry, I was outside playing with Puddles. Do you need something, darling?" His smiling face popped in around the corner.

I picked up the jar out of the trash can and shook it at him. 

"You ate my peanut butter! How the hell am I supposed to eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with no peanut butter!" I struggled to fight the urge to throw the empty jar at his head.

"You can eat something else. Go lay back down. I can make you something if you want." Cameron sluffed it off and walked by me to go to the fridge to open it.  He pulled his brows down when the only thing inside it was half a case of bottled water, a bottle of ranch dressing, and the raspberry jelly that was mocking me.

"There is nothing else to eat, you jerk."

"I guess we can make a store run later tonight. You are also out of bubble bath and I was thinking we should take one together a little later." He shut the fridge door and walked over to wrap his arm around me. He began kissing my neck and running his hand over my breast.

"But I'm hungry now." I whimpered breathlessly.

"So am I, darling." He nipped at the skin just below my ear.

"I want food, not sexy time." I put my hands on his chest and pushed him away.

"Ok, we will go to the store first. But when we get back, I'm calling dirty Jess over for a play date." He squeezed my ass and walked over to grab the keys to his truck.

"Aw, Cami. Do you think she will come?" I taunted him.

"She better, or I am going to bother her all night until she does."  He fluttered his eyebrows in his sexy, dorky kind of way.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head at him. He was impossible to deal with.