his strong jawline. She could hear his breathing get more rapid, and she could feel his warm breath on her cheek when she got closer. Her perfume overwhelmed his senses as it lingered in the air.
“Camden?” he whispered when she was close to his face.
“Yes, Sam?” she whispered back, freezing in place.
“Thank you,” he said. She could feel his right hand sliding up the side of her body from her hips to her back to her neck. Before she could think, she was leaning in to meet his mouth with hers. She had no idea what she was doing. What about Preston? Her engagement? At that moment, she didn’t care about anything else but feeling Sam’s warm lips on hers.
She dropped the razor on the bed beside him and reached around to cup his head in her hands. They couldn’t get enough of each other as their tongues battled for first place. His mouth was soft and willing, and she had never been kissed that way before. The passion was so intense that it was hard to breathe, and Camden was well aware that she was kissing a man who had just had a stroke. Worried about his blood pressure or hurting him, she pulled back. His look was one of confusion as she wiped her mouth and stood up.
“Are you okay?” he asked reaching out with his right hand.
“Yes. I am so sorry. I should not have done that…”
“It’s okay, Camden. I was there too. I shouldn’t have pushed you… I know you’re engaged…”
“No, it’s not that. I don’t want to hurt you in some way…” she said, immediately realizing that this strong man would take offense to her remark.
“Camden, you have to stop thinking of me as disabled. Please.” His irritation could be felt in the room. There was a look of hurt in his eyes, and it pained her to think she caused it.
“I’m sorry, Sam. We’re friends, and I should not have taken advantage. I am going to get the nurse to finish your shave…” she said as she walked out of the room so quickly that he couldn’t argue.
While the nurse finished his shave, Camden went outside to get some air. She was stunned by what she had done, but she wasn’t really sorry that she had done it. She wanted to do it a lot more, but giving Sam mixed signals was not a good plan in her mind. She still had to work out what was going on with Preston now that her wedding was a little over two months away. Was she still engaged? She hadn’t heard from Preston today, and their previous conversations were never pleasant.
Her thinking was interrupted by the ring of her cell phone, and just like clockwork it was Natalie making her daily check-in phone call.
“Hi, Nat,” Camden said trying to sound chipper.
“Uh oh, what’s wrong, Cam? Is he okay?” she asked. Natalie had always read Camden like a book.
“Nothing’s wrong…”
“Liar. What is it?” Natalie said.
Camden walked away from the front door of the hospital to make sure that she was safely out of earshot.
“I kissed Sam.”
“What? Seriously?” Natalie was shocked and giddy at the same time. “Score! He is hot, Camden,” she said with a giggle.
“He’s a stroke patient, Nat. That was not the right thing for me to do.”
“He’s a red-blooded American man, right? And they are releasing him soon, aren’t they? What’s wrong with a man and a woman kissing if they feel that desire?”
“Well, I am engaged to be married…”
“Camden, you and I both know that ship has sailed. End it. Preston is the wrong guy for you,” Natalie said.
“You’ve never liked Preston, so you aren’t exactly objective…”
“No, I haven’t liked him. But, I would tell you the truth anyway. I think you are falling for Sam, but you won’t admit it.”
Camden sat quietly. She could never fake out Natalie. She always knew what Camden was thinking and feeling. And, even more importantly, she always called Camden out when she was lying to
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