After we got home, Cameron spoiled me with two of the most masterfully crafted peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. After he filled my belly and put me in a food coma, he drew me a wonderful steaming hot bath filled to the brim with lavender-scented bubbles.

Cam took my hand and helped me lower myself into the steaming water. He was down on his knees next to me seconds later. He began kissing my shoulder as he gently pushed one of my curls that had fallen out of the scrunchie out of the way. The light blue bath sponge that he had bought for me a few days ago was sitting on the edge of the tub. He reached out to grab it and then dipped it in the water. He brought it out and began running it slowly over my skin. I turned my head to the side to try to watch him.  The muscles in his forearm constricted and retracted with every graceful movement over my body.

When he was finished with my arms and back, he moved to my chest next. He began softly running the silky sponge over my nipples. They started hardening the second the warm water beaded on my skin and began cooling.

When Cam was satisfied with the work he did up top, he brought the sponge lower down my stomach until he couldn't go any further. I locked my legs together to keep him out. He was a sneaky boy. He tried to push my knees apart, but I resisted and squeezed them tighter together.

"Open your legs for me, darling." He complained just a little.

"You didn't say please." I joked back with him.

Cameron frowned at me and turned his head.

"Now, Jess." He commanded.

"Fine, but no funny business down there."  I spread my legs open so he could continue washing me.

He ran the sponge up and down my legs and began inching closer to the spot I knew he was really trying to get at. He ran the sponge slowly back and forth until I my body started responding to his touch.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Apologizing to you for eating your food." He dropped the sponge in the water and went to work.  He began circling me with his thumb and barely pushed the tips of his fingers in my entrance. He spread his fingers a little wider inside of me to make me feel the perfect amount of pressure.

Fuck, he was getting way too good at this.

He was starting to be able to get me off quicker now than I could get myself off. It didn't take more than a few strategic movements and a few dirty words before I was puddled, mewling mess for him again.  He was attuned to my body and knew how to force it to do what he wanted.

"You just can't keep yourself from coming when I touch you, can you?" He licked his lips as I unraveled for him.

I buried my head into his shoulder as I came all over his fingers and then collapsed back against the tub. I closed my eyes as the tension began to leave my body. Like always, Cam knew exactly how to get me to relax.

He went right back into pampering me like nothing had happened. He even helped me out of the tub and dried me off before escorting me back to the bed for the night.  He was being overly sweet and affectionate tonight with just a smidge of dirty boy slipping out every so often.

It made me wonder what else he did wrong. He couldn't be treating me this way just over food.

As soon as I laid my head against the pillow, I crashed hard. I fell under so fast that it didn't even give Cameron a chance to try to seduce me any further tonight. I didn't have the energy to keep up with him.

The peacefulness of my sleep didn't last very long. I started tossing and turning a few hours in.

My dreams started off with Cameron on top of me again. They slowly began morphing into my worst nightmare.  His soft touch was replaced by one that sickened me. Nathan was now on top of me, pinning me down to the bed. He pulled my arm off to the side and held it firmly in place.  I fought him as hard as I could, but it wasn't enough. He was too strong.  I felt a hard pinch on my arm and screamed out. Nathan was sliding a needle into my arm and began pushing a dark fluid in under my skin. I thrashed against him and tried to pull it out, but it wouldn't budge. Nathan wasn't even holding it anymore, but it still wouldn't come out. I opened my mouth to scream and he started shoving handful after handful of pills into it until I began choking.

"No, please. Don't hurt me. Please." I tried to beg, but it came out garbled as I gasped for my last breath.

I jumped up in a sweaty mess. Cameron was nowhere to be found in the bed.  I looked down and saw a few spots of blood on my arm in the same spot Nathan had pushed the needle in during my nightmare.  I probably scratched myself when I was fighting my imaginary assailant from my nightmares.

I looked towards the window expecting to see Nathan's dark eyes watching me.  I brought the blanket up over my bare breasts to hide my body.  Was he really out there?  Was he watching me right now?  Did he see how scared I was?

Cameron walked back into the dark bedroom, sipping on a glass of water. He had a huge grin on his face as he stared down at me. He looked like he just won the lottery while I was lying in bed, terrified of the evil that tormented my every thoughts.

For the thousandth time today, Cameron's joy started annoying the fuck out of me more than it should have. I loved Cameron more than anything but almost everything he did right now pissed me off. I was in a perpetual mood swing. It wasn't his fault, but I definitely felt the urge to take it out on him. I had to let my aggression and fear out on someone or I would end up back at the hospital. It might be a good time to reach out to have my meds checked again. It felt like they weren't working anymore.  The feeling I had this time wasn't up or down. It was just that, a feeling. One that was knotting my insides and scrapping at me. 

"Why are you smiling like that? It's disturbing." I groaned and snatched his glass of water from his hand and took a drink.

"Seeing you in my bed makes me the happiest man on the planet." He beamed again.

I placed the water on the nightstand as he settled back in next to me. He pulled me into his arms and held me with my back against his chest. I continued to stare towards the window as we laid there with our breath syncing up.  He was so at ease and relaxed against me like he didn't have a care in the world.

Cameron was so happy and oblivious to everything going on inside my head. I wished he understood what I was going through so he could help me figure out what to do.

I wanted to talk to him about Nathan.  I should just open my mouth and tell him he was back.  He needed to know about the extortion and the threats Nathan was making.  The videos he claimed he had were bad enough but add in the fact he said he was following me added a whole new level to the torture he was putting me through. It would be so much easier for me if Cameron was in my corner.  He would end this once and for all. He would find a way to set me free.

No matter how hard I tried to let it out, I just couldn't tell him. Cameron had finally found a little bit of peace after the two years of hell he put himself through.  If he found out about Nathan, he would go after him and then I would be the one responsible for whatever happened.  The accusation of him setting Nathan up would be the least of my worries.  Cameron would get into even more trouble and would never be able to come back from it. 

I could just ask him if it was true, then I could find out how dangerous Nathan really was. If I knew what I was dealing with, then maybe I could find a way out of this without involving Cameron any further.  

There had to be a way to ask questions without raising any suspicions.

"Cameron." I began to try to think of how I could ask him.

"Hmm?" He said lazily as his body relaxed next to me.

"I..um... would you...I...." I whispered, chickening out.  "I love you, Cami."

"I love you too, darling. Close those pretty eyes and get some rest." He purred.