*Sia*

Rene didn't last long as she snored loudly in the backseat completely slumped over. I was driving us to my place that wasn't actually too far from Cameron's, we soon found out during one of our desperate endeavors. It both made me happy and yet uneasy at that thought he was so near. I didn't like the fact that if he was ever followed while with me to my place it wouldn't take the stalker long to figure out where he lived eventually.

But I was also happy he was so nearby. Because then it wouldn't take me so long to get to him if he ever needed me in any situation. Good or bad. I was tittering dangerously close to those rules of his. I knew I was in deep shit but dumbass me is having a hard ass time letting him go. But right now my sole focus was how he was doing from that situation that just occurred back at the bar.

I didn't mean to start a fight. I just wanted him gone but after the way he was looking at Cam and tried to approach him so I kind of lost it from there. I didn't want him anywhere near my Omega.

I squeeze the steering wheel tightly, shock running through me. No, wait, he wasn't my Omega. I shouldn't be thinking that way. That was definitely dangerous territory I was walking on. And yet the thought didn't freak me out like it should have. Let's just focus on him right now. I look over to the passenger seat to see him staring out the window.

I wasn't sure what he was thinking about. I had hoped he would grab my hand again like he did when we left. But he hasn't attempted to take it. I didn't want to overstep so refrained from doing it myself. I wonder what he would do if I just reached over and intertwined our fingers. Would he snatch it away, look confused, be concerned? I didn't know if I wanted to find out.

I pull up into the parking garage that my apartment had and turn off the engine. Looking to the back seat Rene looked completely done for the night. I was half pressed to leave her in the car and let her sleep it off. But then again I didn't want to find vomit all over my seats and floorboards.

Cameron was looking over as well and he hums grabbing my attention. His face was masked in an adorable little frown. "You should probably carry her up." He looks to me and reaches out his hand. "I'll unlock the door."

Giving him my keys we do just that. She was dead weight, and I don't ever remember her being this damn heavy back in high school. I head up the stairs with her cradled in my arms as Cam locks my car and follows me to unlock my door. Once in, I quickly place her on my futon and sigh, staring down at her. Cameron turns the living room light on and comes to stand beside me, doing the same.

"So, do we just leave her like this?" He asks.

"Let's just throw a blanket over her and call it a night. She's lucky she's not sleeping on the floor right now." I tell him, turning to do just that.

When I come back from the hall closet I couldn't help watching him as be tries his best to make her comfortable. Seeing him in his element to take care of people my heart twists with flutters. Something I'm not able to control any longer. Quietly placing the blanket adjusting it to make sure it covered her completely; I take his hand and pull him to follow me.

He doesn't fight it and in fact turns the light off on our way to my room. Neither of us say a word as I watch him go to his drawer that I designated to be his since he spent half the time here anyways just like how I have one at his place. I don't think either of us fully comprehended or wanted to admit on what that exactly meant for what we were doing.

As I turn down my covers I peek over watching as he takes out his pajama pants and a white tee, along with a pair of briefs. He then goes to my night drawer and does the same with my own night clothes. He then walks back over to me and grabs my hand and proceeds to take us to the bathroom where he immediately starts the shower.

I don't need to ask him what he was doing because it was so obviously clear. I wasn't immune to the fact of his pheromones that never quite abated from earlier either. But unlike before they were soft, a bit yielding. Which was a bit surprising considering how the night went. He comes up to me and starts taking my clothes off. I didn't want to just stand there so start doing the same to him. Whatever was happening right now, it was different then any time we've been together before. I wasn't sure what brought this side of him out, but I wasn't going to complain or stop it from happening.

Once we get fully naked we step into the shower, and he starts washing me. I honestly don't know what to say. He was beginning to throw me off with how he was acting and I'm guessing he knew it too since he refuses to look me in the eyes. After a long period of silence where we wash our bodies and hair he finally speaks.

"Don't...read to much into this okay." He says softly. "But can we...cuddle tonight?"

My heart slams into my chest at the adorable way he asks me. His cheeks and neck flush a pretty pink as he dries his hair with a towel. Taking it from him I finish the job then on impulse lean down and gently kiss him right on the lips. Pulling back he looks a bit shocked but pleased causing my bravery to jump.

"Yeah, let's go cuddle."

Not allowing him to say anything snarky I grab his hand and pull him back to my room where we both quickly get dressed and slide under the covers. Instantly he molds his body against mine and he tried to hide his soft sigh of contentment from me, but I felt it through his body as he completely relaxes in my embrace. This was the first time we ever slept in the bed together where we didn't have sex. It was new to me, and I knew it was new to him too.

But I didn't hate it, and I don't think he did either.