9. Ethan

Chapter Nine

ETHAN

The past few weeks have flown by. Cam started her new job and has been busy getting settled in there, making connections within the schools her clients are enrolled in, and kicking ass at it all. We've been inseparable during these weeks, spending almost every free moment we're both off together. We bounce back and forth between each other's apartments, as we haven't wanted to spend a night apart.

Being that I work later in the evenings than Cam does, she's taken to making me dinner most evenings. Sometimes, she'll pack it up and bring it down to the shop if I have a break between appointments. Otherwise, she makes me a plate, to eat once I'm home. This coming weekend is my off weekend again and I can't wait to spend it together. We don't have much time together most evenings, since she has to get to bed much earlier than I do.

Ethan

Hey, babe, hope your day is going well. Can't wait to see you. Don't forget, my place tonight.

I shoot off the quick text to Cam, hoping she'll see it over her lunch break. She's been so busy lately, that she hasn't been taking a full break; instead, choosing to eat while she works. I wish she'd slow down a bit, but she's headstrong, wanting to show her bosses and clients she's dependable. She doesn't know, but I moved around some appointments and my weekend off starts tonight. I'll be here when she gets off, and I have a special dinner all planned out that I'll be cooking for her. She takes such good care of me; tonight is all about how I can return the gesture.

I finished up with the one client I had for this afternoon, so I quickly clean up my station and head out. I stop at the store on my way home and pick up some steaks, potatoes, and veggies to grill, along with a bottle of Cam's favorite wine. She usually only drinks on the weekends, not wanting to end up with a hangover on a workday.

Once home, I prep the food and chill the bottle of wine. Cam should be here soon, so I head out onto the balcony and fire up the grill. Once it's ready, I put the food on to start cooking. While I wait, I pull out a beer and take a seat on the balcony. The weather tonight is a perfect evening. Just warm enough to still be comfortable in shorts and a t-shirt without getting cold, and I let the calmness of being outside wash over me. I'm shaken from my daydreaming when Cam wraps her arms around my shoulders, placing a kiss on my neck.

"Hey, babe. I didn't hear you come in."

"What's all this?" Cam asks, pointing toward the grill.

"You're always taking care of me, making me dinner every night. I wanted to repay the favor."

"I thought you had to work tonight?"

"I moved around my appointments. I wanted to start my weekend with you early," I tell her, bringing her in front of me and then onto my lap.

Once Cam's settled, I cup her face, pulling it to me until our lips meet. As we make contact, Cam immediately opens for me and I deepen the kiss instantly. My dick hardens in my shorts, pressing against the zipper hard enough I'm sure I'll end up with an imprint on my skin. I can feel the heat from her through our clothes, with the way she's sitting on my lap, and her hips start to grind against my lap as she searches for more contact between us. I slip a hand under her shirt, needing to feel her skin. I eventually break our kiss, resting my forehead against hers for a moment.

"I need to flip the food," I tell her, reluctantly tapping her hip.

After standing, I adjust my dick in my shorts before manning the grill.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Cam asks, as she stands next to me.

"Nope," I tell her, popping the P. "I've got everything under control. A bottle of wine is in the fridge for you, if you'd like a glass."

"You spoil me, you know that?" she says, leaning over to kiss my cheek before she heads inside. I watch her through the window, as she walks into the kitchen and pours herself a glass of wine. I'm still amazed how easily she walked into my life, just a few weeks ago. We fit together so perfectly, and life has never been better. If I'd had known that a relationship with someone could be this easy, I'd have probably pursued a relationship before, but then again, I think it has everything to do with Cam.

"Hey, babe, can you bring me the platter that's on the counter?" I call into her.

She brings it out to me and I quickly fill it with our dinner, then we take a seat at the table on the balcony.

"How was your day today?" I ask, as we both dig in to the food.

"It was good. I got good news for one of my new students. He's the little boy I was telling you about last week, who just moved districts, and the new school wasn't wanting to cooperate with upholding his services he was receiving at his prior school. Well, after reviewing his paperwork, they decided to grant him all services. I figured it was going to end up being a fight, but they actually granted them without me having to go to bat for him."

"That's great to hear. It didn't sound right to me for the school to deny him. It's the kid that's going to suffer."

"You're exactly right," she tells me. "So, what's the plan for the weekend?"

"Sex, sex, and more sex," I reply, trying hard to hide the smirk on my face.

"Nice try, lover boy." She smirks back at me, and I wink at her.

"Can't fault a man for trying."

"No, no, you can't. Now, what's really on the agenda?"

"I don't really have anything planned. I just wanted to spend the weekend together. Maybe we can catch a movie. Is there anywhere you'd like to go or do?"

"I think the weather is supposed to be crappy tomorrow, so a movie sounds perfect. We can be lazy and spend the morning in bed, grab some lunch and a movie in the afternoon, and then come back home for dinner. Just relax…and if you're good, spend the evening in bed."

"I like your plan. Especially the hours dedicated to being in bed."