*Cameron*

He looked completely different with his hair down. It came to just below his shoulder and I couldn't say it wasn't doing it for me. It totally was. He looked handsome and the wet strands waved a little framing his face to perfection. Not many men could pull off this look but Sia...he nailed it.

And it was completely distracting me from the conversation.

He sat there slowly drinking the coffee I made him, waiting for me to keep going. But I was already at a loss for words of what I was going to say. Seeing him like this, completely relaxed, hair down, looking fresh from a shower, sitting at my kitchen table as if he completely belonged here. It was sort of messing with my head.

Skirting my eyes from his good looks and alluring aura I clear my throat and take a sip from my own mug. And I start again trying to get my mind to focus. Definitely don't need to remember what his gorgeous body, hands, and mouth could do to mine. Definitely not.

"So, about the rules..." I start out only for anxiety and nervousness to cause me to hesitate.

He sits there patiently, looking straight into my eyes when I finally decide to look back at him. How was I expected to go through with this if I couldn't even look him dead in the eye and just say what I wanted to say for the rules of our agreement? This was ridiculous. Rolling my eyes I take a deep breath and just go for it.

"If we're going to do this, then we both have to keep it strictly physical. This is just to help me out for when my cycles hit during the months."

He quirks an eyebrow at that statement, looking to me, then down at himself and then all around my apartment. Again I roll my eyes.

"This time was a fluke. It's been months since I've had any physical contact and lets just say I was sex deprived, alright."

"Got it." He nods his head, taking another sip.

"Rule number one: We keep it physical only."

"You already said that."

"I'm saying it again." I nearly snap, my patience running thin. "Rule two: Absolutely no one can know what we're doing."

"Including Tristan?" He leans forward on his arms, with a slight frown.

"Especially Tristan. He already has enough on his plate with what happened and growing a human being inside him. He doesn't need to worry about us and our...situation."

He sighs and leans back against the chair. "Agreed."

Nodding my head I continue. "Rule three: We don't change how we are with each other around others we know."

"Elaborate, please." His brows furrow just a bit again.

"At work and other social events filled with people or even one person we know we both act how we always act around each other as normal. That we hate each other." I fold my hands together in front of my coffee cup knowing that was the best option for us to keep up this charade.

He mimics my action and stares right at me with a look that was smoldering hot that only got my skin bothered and my heart racing again. My hands begin to sweat as he continues to give me that look.

"I don't hate you though. I never did, so how do you expect to do that?" he asks softly.

Swallowing hard, I clear my throat. "O-Okay, then dislike. Our attitudes towards each other can't just drastically change overnight, Sia. That would only demand unwanted attention that brings unwanted answers to unwanted questions." I couldn't help but whisper.

For a long moment he just stares at me that makes me slightly squirm in my seat. "Okay, what's the next rule." I sigh in relief.

"Rule four: we continue this until one of us finds another person. If either of us finds someone we like or even fall in love with we stop this immediately. I'm not going to stand in your way to finding your special person."

I don't know why saying this was causing my chest to sink in and clutch like it was doing. The thought of anyone else having the kind of sex I was with this man sort of made me jealous. But while I said 'us' I meant only him because I don't plan to fall in love again or get into a relationship for the rest of my life. My sole plan was to have a family with the only option of adoption.

And no Alpha will help raise of child that wasn't theirs. So I was on my own with this and I had wholeheartedly accepted my fate. No one was going to stop me from achieving it either.

Something in his eyes changed and I could tell his jaw tightened just a bit. "Okay." His voice sounded a bit clipped but before I could state my next rule he inputs, "But while that's on the table then we both need to stay exclusive during this. I'm not going to bang you while you're out there banging other people."

His crude words got my anger flashing a bit. Scowling I also input, "That was actually going to be my next rule, asshat. Why are we doing this in the first place if I was just planning to go get my rocks sucked off by other strangers anyways? Beats the purpose of this whole arrangement doesn't it?" I snap once again.

He raises his hands as he backs off and leans back in the chair again. "Just stating the fact is all. Please do continue."

Clenching my teeth I needed to look away from him before steam started coming out of my ears of how much he was irritating me right now. "Fine." I grind out. "Rule five-"

"Six, we're on rule six babe. Rule five is exclusivity." He gives me a cheeky grin that was only mocking me.

"Forget it." I go stand up to dump my coffee out.

If he was just going to be an asshole about this then I change my mind. No way was I going to allow him to treat me like some laughing matter that gets him free sex whenever he wanted. What was I even thinking when I asked him of all people to do this for me?

I don't even get to turn away fully before his hand shoots out and grabs my wrist. "Wait. I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be an ass. I can't help it when you bring out that side of me sometimes. I promise I won't act like that again. Please, finish the rules."

Looking at him I wasn't quite sure if he was being honest. But his eyes was telling me he was and that he really wanted to go through with this. Shoulders sagging on the sigh I release I turn back to him again.

"Rule six..." I look at him and couldn't help the tiny smile that lifted my lips.

His eyes sparkle at that nearly making me blush. I keep pushing on. "If either of us doesn't want to do this anymore we tell the other."

"Agreed." He says again with a nod.

"Rule seven: No catching feelings."

He nods his head slowly "Okay, no catching feelings." He repeats.

"If either of us catches feelings we need to stop this immediately. It wouldn't be fair to the other person. I'm not here to break anyone's heart." My tone was serious because that was the last thing I ever wanted to do or deal with. "It would just complicate things between us and I'm not willing to be out of Tristan's life. I am his child's Godfather after all, I plan to take that very seriously."

"Can't argue with that. But and this is just a theory, but what happens if we both end up catching feelings, what then?" He leans forward once more, crossing his arms on the table, pushing his mug away from him.

I couldn't help but stare at him. For a split moment I had thought about me catching unwanted feelings for him, it was a possibility, I'll admit and if it happened then I was willing to deal with it on my own. But both of us? I found that hard to believe, truth be told.

"I highly doubt that will ever happen. So, I don't think we need to worry about that." I couldn't help the tightness in my voice. Honestly I didn't even want to think about it because it was only going to cause me to panic and rethink this entire situation.

And I really need this situation to happen, damn it.

He suddenly stands up. "Alright, sounds good to me. Any other rules that you have?" He picks up his cup and takes it to the sink in the kitchen.

I quickly get up and follow him to do the same. "Just one more." I quickly say.

"Okay, hit me." He washes his cup making me frown.

"I could have done that."

"It's cool, what's this rule?" He puts the cup in my dishwasher and starts on mine.

Breathing deeply, I state, "No using pheromones."