Chapter 25

Cameron

Samantha and I walk backover to Kenny and Aubrey’s with all intentions of picking up her car and having dinner at my house with Craig. Instead, Aubrey insisted we all stay and have dinner together. We know once the baby arrives, she and Kenny will need time alone to get a routine worked out, but until then none of us are willing to upset her.

As we sit down to dinner, I begin the conversation with an apology. “Aubrey, I’m afraid I owe you an apology.”

She cocks her head as she looked at me. “What on earth for?”

I set down my silverware and place my hand on Samantha’s thigh. “Unintentionally, you’re the last one to hear the news.”

Aubrey looks around the table. Samantha beams with pride while Kenny and Craig try to hide their smiles. “Well then, someone better tell me what’s going on.”

Samantha laces her fingers with mine under the table. “I was offered a job today as the new automotive instructor at the high school.”

Her eyes widened as she smiles. “Cam, that’s incredible! Congratulations!”

Craig grins and motions with his fork for me to continue. “Tell her the rest.”

Aubrey looks between me and Craig. “There’s more?”

I chuckle at her excitement. “Yeah, I’ll also be the assistant football coach.”

“Oh my gosh! That’s so exciting!” She turns and looks at Kenny. “I guess I know where we’ll be spending our Friday nights during football season.”

I shake my head. “I don’t expect you to do that.”

“Are you kidding?” She points at her belly. “I don’t care if this little one plays the game, is a cheerleader, or a spectator, they are going to grow up understanding football.”

Kenny chuckles and leans over to kiss his wife. “And people wonder why I locked you down so quickly.”

“And Uncle Craig will be here to make sure they don’t wear the wrong color of red their Momma used to wear.” He visibly shivers and Aubrey smacks his arm, making us all laugh.

After dinner, Kenny, Craig, and I head out to take care of the horses and secure the barn. Kenny walks Cinder into his stall and closes the door. Cinder nudges his shoulder and Kenny rubs his horse’s nose before giving him a pat on the neck.

The three of us leave the barn and head for the fields to check the irrigation system. “You’re going to marry her, aren’t you?

Without looking at my cousin I answer. “If she’ll have me I am.”

He claps me on the shoulder and then chuckles. “I’m happy for you man, but I’m not sure you’re ready for the level of excitement this news will cause Aubrey.”

Craig laughs from my other side. “I don’t think any of us are ready for that.”

When we returned to Kenny and Aubrey’s, Samantha’s eyes immediately find mine and a slight blush stains her cheeks. She is as ready for us to be alone together as I am. “Ready, babe?”

The smile on her face at the endearment I used is undeniable. “Yeah.” She leans in and hugs Aubrey. “Thanks for today,” she says as she releases her.

Aubrey stands and wraps her arm around her husband. “You’re family, Sam, you know you are welcome anytime.” She grins and winks at me, and I know Samantha has shared the declaration we both made earlier today.

The next morning,I find Samantha sitting in one of the rocking chairs on the front porch, coffee cup in hand, when I return from the barn.

“Well, there’s a sight I could get used to,” I say as I take the steps two at a time to reach her faster.

Her eyes track my every step until I stop in front of her. “Oh, yeah? What sight is that?”

I lean down and rest my forearms on the arms of the rocking chair, bringing her forward until we are nose to nose. “The beautiful sight of you waiting for me. Seeing your hands wrapped around that coffee cup makes me think of other things I’d like to see them wrapped around.”

Her breath catches as her tongue darts out to wet her plump lips. Something else I wouldn’t mind seeing wrapped around me. “Maybe you should take me back upstairs so we can make that thought a reality.”

Needing no further invitation, I remove the cup from her hands, set it on the table beside the chair and lift her into my arms. Laughter fills the air as I carry her inside and up the stairs. I kick the door closed and set her feet on the floor, before backing her up against the door. My hand finds the back of her neck before my mouth crashes over hers, my tongue easily sweeping inside. The taste of coffee and sweetness fills my senses as my jeans became uncomfortably tight. A whimper escapes her as I break the kiss.

“I need you naked. Now.” I take a step back, pull my shirt over my head and drop it to the floor. I remove my boots and jeans and watch as heat flares in her brown eyes when my cock stands at full attention. She quickly removes the T-shirt she is wearing, letting it join my discarded clothes on the floor. Her eyes lock with mine as I unhook her bra and I watch as her breast spilled out. The creamy mounds heave as her breath quickens and I can’t wait to feel the weight of them in my hands again. Her fingers hook into the waistband of her jeans, as she pushes them down her legs and then steps out of the worn denim. Her lacy panties remain in place, and I cock a brow at her. A small smile tips the corners of her mouth as she shimmies her hips and the scrap of lace joins the rest of our clothes. Samantha Kincaid is sheer perfection, and she is all mine.

Samantha licks her lips as she takes a couple of steps forward, closing the distance between us. Her delicate hand wraps around my cock, and I inhale a sharp breath. Her hand begins a slow journey up and down my length. “Is this where you want my hand?”

My eyes begin to roll back and a growl rumbles through my chest as her pace quickens. I grip her wrist stopping her, then lift her, and toss her in the center of the bed. I dig into the drawer of the bedside table and find a condom and roll it on. I settle between her thighs, line my cock up with her entrance and stretch out over her. I push an inch inside her, and her breath catches once again. “Enough playing I need to be inside you.”

Samantha’s legs wrap around me. “Oh, god yes!” Her heels dug into my ass urging me to push fully inside her. With one powerful thrust I am seated in her warmth making my girl arch off the bed as she accepts me.

Buried inside her it takes all my self-control not to come. “Damn baby, you feel so good wrapped around me, but I need to move.”

She rotates her hips letting me know she was ready. “Yes, please, and don’t be gentle.”

I grin as I nip at her collarbone, I am finding out quickly although my girl likes me to take my time with her, she can handle it a little rough too. “Don’t plan on it, baby.”

Her legs tighten around me as I move in and out of her slowly at first then picking up the pace until the headboard bangs against the wall at a steady rhythm.

Samantha’s nails dig into my shoulders as I push her to the edge. When the orgasm rolls through her I slow my pace a bit as she screamed my name. “Hold on baby, I’m not finished yet.” Taking one of her breasts in my hand, I suck the rosy peak of the other then alternate my attention until I feel her reach the peak of another orgasm. I give the hardened peak a gentle bite and then my hand finds her thigh and I shift our position. “You ready to come with me baby?”

“Yes! God, yes Cam, please!”

I continue to push hard and deep into her until she grips me like a vice, and she detonates around me. “Yes, Cam, yes!”

Her body shakes as I roar her name and empty myself inside her. Spent and sweat soaked, I roll to my side taking her with me. I kiss the top of her head and gently pull out of her. Getting out of bed long enough to discard the condom, I return to the bed and pull her into my side.

Samantha drapes her leg over mine and my dick jumps at the warmth radiating from her core. Her finger draws patterns on my chest as she speaks. “Think we can stay here all day?”

My fingers traced up and down the leg she had draped over me. “Sure, I can go to the school tomorrow and give them my answer.”

Samantha shifts so she is lying on top of me and rests her chin on my chest. With one delicate finger she traces along my jaw. “Do you know how happy I am you’ll get to do the two things you love most.”

Taking her hand, I place a soft kiss on the inside of her wrist. “You realize there’s something I love more, right?”

She smiles and I see her eyes glisten with tears. “Can I tell you something?” I nod not wanting to deter her confession. “When we first met, I was afraid to start a relationship with you. I knew I was developing feelings for you, but until we talked, I was afraid you would get bored here and reenlist. And I don’t think I could handle knowing you might not come home to me.”

Tears begin to roll down her cheek, so I cup her face in my hands and wipe them away with my thumbs. “Samantha, I’m done with the Army. All I want is to build a new life here in Blossom Creek, hopefully with you.”

Her tears flow more freely as she smiles down at me. “I’d love nothing more.”

Once we shower and dress,I walk Samantha to her car, and I climb into my truck. I follow her down the driveway and we turn toward Blossom Creek. I can’t help but smile as I watch her bob her head to whatever song is playing on the radio.

When I reach the turn for the high school, I blow the horn and wave to my girl. I pull into the parking lot of the school and kill the engine. Climbing out of my truck I pocket the keys and find the entrance Coach walked me through yesterday.

When I reach the office, Mrs. Koontz looks up to greet me. “Can I help you?”

“Hi, Mrs. Koontz, can you let Principal King know Cameron Hutchinson is here to see her?”

She grins and clicks her tongue at me. “I knew who you were. You haven’t been gone that long you know. We’ve been hoping you’d stop by.”

I laugh and rock back on my heels. “Well, it’s good to know you didn’t forget me.”

She smiles as she picks up the phone. “It would be hard to do with your name on half the awards in the football trophy case.” She presses a few numbers and then speaks into the receiver. “Cameron Hutchinson is here to see you.” She smiles and hangs up. “You can go on back.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Koontz.”

I walk back to Principal King’s office and knock on the open door to announce myself. She looks up and smiles, “Cameron, please come in.”

She gestures to one of the chairs and I take a seat. “Thank you for seeing me.”

She sets down her pen and folds her hands. “Of course. I’m hoping it’s a good sign you’re getting back to me so quickly.”

I chuckle at her comment. “Before I get to that, I’d like to remind you, I have no prior experience teaching high schoolers. Although, I have trained soldiers.”

“I understand. I still feel with your master mechanic qualifications and military training; you will be ideal for the position.”

I nod as I continue. “I’ve also not had any formal training coaching football. Everything I’ve learned has been from the coaches on the sidelines while I was on the field.”

“I understand that as well. Coach Markham and I have talked extensively about your lack of formal qualifications not only amongst ourselves but with the school board as well. There are certification courses you are required to complete before you can participate with the team as a high school coach. If you accept the position and complete those requirements, you would be able to work as our assistant coach.”

I nervously rub my hands down my thighs as I take in the information, she’s given me. “Well, it seems you’ve gone above and beyond on getting me cleared for this position.”

She smiles softly. “I was hoping to have your answer before I laid out all the information, I’ve given you.”

I chuckle at her frankness. “You certainly make it hard to say no.” I sit up straighter. “So, I’ll say yes. I’d be honored to accept the position.”

“Wonderful,” she says as she rises from her seat, and I do the same. She offers me her hand I accept giving hers a gentle shake. “Welcome to Dogwood County High School, Cameron.”

After filling out the necessary paperwork, I say goodbye to Mrs. Koontz and head for my truck. I mentally mark one thing off my to-do list, now it was time to tackle the second one. I climb into my truck, pull out my phone and start a video chat with my parents. It rings a few times before Momma answers still talking to Dad before she fully comes into view.

“Hey, Momma.”

“Cameron! Sweetheart, it’s so good to hear from you.” Her face transforms into a serious expression, morphing from a bright smile to a frown complete with wrinkled brows within seconds. “Is everything okay?”

I chuckle at her quick-change emotions. “Yes, everything is fine. Great, actually. Is Dad there? I have some news to share with the two of you.”