Ignite Me: Shards of Glass, Part One (71 page)

BOOK: Ignite Me: Shards of Glass, Part One
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“Yeah the beaches in this part of the UK aren't the type you're used to! The water will still be a little cool!”

“Well, I guessed it wasn't golden sands, but maybe we can go check out the seaside one day! Where is near?!” The thing with the UK was that you could drive out of the city and be in another city or town with an hour or so or the same day and not travel that far! In America you would be driving for days if you wanted to go to the beach if it wasn’t nearby!

He looked thoughtful as he pulled the sweatpants up and pulled on a gray hoodie. “I guess maybe Brighton or Southend but in my opinion, if you want decent surf and sand you have to head to either Wales, Cornwall or Devon! We will go one day, I'll teach you to land-board!”

I grinned widely as I pulled on my yoga pants and a hoodie to match Cameron's. “Wow, you know how to?! That's so cool! I'd totally love that!”

He smiled as he held his hand out for mine. “I've been land boarding for years, I kite-board too! Actually, any type of water sport and I'm right there!”

I placed my hand in his. “I can imagine that! I've tried paddle boarding! Was actually okay at it! We could do that together too!”

He led us, though the apartment and into the kitchen. “Oh, I've done that too, I'll find somewhere we can do that!”

I was actually really happy to be awake now. “This is gonna be epic! We can take loads of photos and annoy people with how epic and sporty we are!” I giggled at the idea of buying a selfie stick just for photos of us out on paddle boards! Fitness hipsters! I was not gonna be one of those!

“Toast?!” He grinned at me from the counter as I got the Orange juice out. “One slice thanks, I'll have more when we come back from the run!”

“Sure thing.” He slipped two slices in, one each and set it to toast while I poured out the orange juice into glasses.

“So how far around the park do you run?! I will prolly lag behind.” I grinned as I hadn't run for a while.

He smiled as he took a glass from the counter. “I'll just do a smaller circuit with you! Also, it's hot outside so I don't want you overdoing things and collapsing so we can take it slower than normal.”

I laughed. “Thanks.”

He handed me the toast with a smirk.

“You’re welcome Miss Watson!” He bit a chunk of his toast.

We eat our toast in relative silence.

“Shall we take some water?! Do you normally?!” I opened the fridge.

“Yes, I do normally take water.” He held his hand out for the bottle.

I passed him one and grabbed one for myself. “I'm actually excited! Going running with my boyfriend!” I grinned.

His face lit up. “My first time running with my girlfriend! I like it! We can warm up in the lift on the way down!”

I grinned as we headed for the lift.

“Oh good morning Mr. Ballard, Miss Watson!” Jones smiled as he passed from the service lift entrance hall into the main hall.

Cameron nodded. “We're off for a run! We might be longer than normal!”

I laughed. “That'd because he's got me with him!”

Jones smiled as he headed for the kitchen. “Cameron it's 25'c already so going slower might actually be a good thing!”

“Yes, maybe!” Cameron took my hand and continued to walk us towards the lifts. As we waited for the lift I leant against the table now void of a vase.

“Why does Jones use your first name but refuses to call me by mine?!” I didn't understand that.

He pulled a face as the lift doors rolled open. “Because he's strange that way! You're my girlfriend and he likes to be formal, even I get called Mr. Ballard most of the time, or sir depending on what his mood is.”

I guess it made sense, but I still think it was because Cameron didn't like anyone being on first name terms with me. We headed into the lift. I started by doing some stretches.

“When I get back, I will be working from my home office until lunch time, so feel free to continue working on your dresser out on the balcony, you won't disturb my work, I like watching you stick your tongue out when you concentrate.” He grinned at me as he did his own stretches.

“Oh, okay, I am gonna sand some bits down and make it look all old! Hey, also can we reattach the mirror bit too, I can varnish it all?!”

He nodded. “Of course! I'll have Jones do it when we come back.”

I sighed. “Or you could trust me with a screwdriver!” Did he think I was incapable of doing a bit of DIY?!

He grinned as he continued his stretches. “No, I just figured it would ready for you when we'd had a shower that way!”

“Oh well, I suppose that makes sense.” I was still sure he thought I'd end up doing myself a mischief.

The lift doors rolled open and Cameron took my hand and guided me out. I'd never been down to the ground floor of his apartment building before.

“Oh, it's pretty down here.” I took in the surroundings. It was plush, I marvelled at the wall with cascading water coming down it over the gold lettering spelling out One Hyde Park London. As we crossed away from the lift the woman on the reception smiled at Cameron, giving him cow eyes.

In your dreams honey, he's mine.
I shot her a dirty look for checking him out and she blushed and looked away.

Cameron smirked. “This way darling! Now I'm going to suggest we run for a burst of 10 minutes, then jog for 5 then run again for 10 because you've not run for a while.

I nodded. “Sounds good to me!”

We passed out of the back of his building and into the park. It was actually really warm already.”

“You ready?!” He grinned as he started to jog on the spot.

I smirked as I ran around him and dashed off. “Already on it slow coach!”

He laughed as he caught up with me. “Oh really! Well, come on then, this way!” He grabbed my hand and towed me behind him.

An hour later and my legs hated me and I was dripping with sweat, Cameron was a hard task master.

“Come on, you can do better than that! Though I have to admit you're looking wonderful soaked in sweat! I want to take you in the shower when we get back.”

I groaned as I leant on my knees. “Oh my god! You are obsessed with sex, you should get help for that!” I giggled and undid my water to take a sip when an idea crossed my mind and I looked up at him with a raised brow.

“Don't you dare! And I don't need help, I just need you naked in the shower!” He eyed my water bottle.

I grinned impishly at him and flicked my wrist soaking him with my water, I started giggling.

“Evangeline!” His eyes darkened as he looked at me, he looked beyond angry.

Oh crap
. I hadn't expected him to be angry, I was just messing around.

“Did you just throw water at me?!” He stepped towards me.

I panicked for a second before deciding how to play it.

“Throw water?! No, I think you're imagining things! You should prolly get help for that at the same time as your obsession with me being naked!” I giggled as I ran off.

“Oh, the game is so fucking on Watson! So on!” I felt the water hit the back of my hoodie as he ran after me.

I grinned this was better, I knew he had it in him to see the fun side of a water fight.

He grabbed me around the waist and span me around his eyes dancing with light.

“I do believe you threw water at me! That's definitely deserving of a punishment! Hmm, maybe I'll take you here and now?!” He quirked an eyebrow up.

I was never sure if he was messing around or not when he said things like that. I giggled and tried to wriggle out of his grip. “You also threw water at me!”

He smiled wolfishly at me. “So I did Miss Watson!” He held the bottle up and slowly started to tip its contents down my hoodie.

I squealed with laughter and poured the rest of my water over his front as best as I could.

“This is quite fun!” His lips brushed mine as his hand pressed into my lower back under my hoodie.

I kissed him back enjoying the carefree Cameron.

We pulled back from the kiss and stepped apart. “Water fights can be fun right?!!” I held my hand out for his.

“They can! Let's head home, we need a shower!” He grinned knowingly at me and placed his hand in mine.

“We do!” My fingers linked with his and we walked away from the trees and the park and headed back to the apartment building.

It wasn't until we were half way back that his grip tightened on my hand as he pulled me towards him. “We've got company! I think it's the same photographer from yesterday! Keep walking, just speed up.” He pulled his mobile from his pocket with his free hand and aimed it off to the left.

I didn't know where he'd seen him, but I didn't like being followed it gave me anxiety.

“Where is he?!” I quickened my pace.

“Don't worry about that, we're almost back. Its okay don't panic! I've got you!”

I took a deep breath. “Yeah, I know you do.”
    

I let him guide me back into the safety of One Hyde Parks grounds.

“I know it's just press interest, but I hate losing what little anonymity, I have here!” I sighed as he pushed open the door and led me inside.

“I know darling and I don't like them either, but we can deal with them! I'll get Jones on it!” He led me towards the lifts.

I laughed. “Really?! And what's he gonna do that countless famous people have failed to achieve for years!” I didn't understand what he could do because unless they were intruding you couldn't do much about them.

He smiled. “Well, don't worry about that, just trust me!” He dipped his head and kissed my forehead.

I grinned up at him. “I do trust you! I just know what lengths they go to get a photo to sell! Might have to start writing slogans on my jackets again! Give them something worth looking at.”

He chuckled as we stepped into the lift. “What like my boyfriend likes me naked?!”

I snorted. “Yeah, something like that!”

The doors rolled open at his apartment a few minutes later and he took my hand and led me out back into the main hall.

Jones walked out of his office and gave us both curious looks. “You’re both soaking wet?!”

Cameron chuckled. “Yeah, we are, Miss Watson started a water fight!”

I giggled. “It was fun admit it!”

Cameron grinned. “It was actually quite fun! Oh but we had the same photographer from the other day follow us towards the end of our run! I'd like to try and find out who he is and what he's doing! I'll email you the photo I took of him! Maybe someone can identify him! If we can, I want him kept away! If he's not from the UK let's see if we can get his visa provoked! Stalking us isn't something I will tolerate! It gives Evan anxiety!”

I didn't see the point in adding anything, I had no idea how he'd ever do any of that, but then again he seemed to have friends in high places so maybe it would work out! I could hope!

Jones frowned. “Leave it with me! I'll update you ASAP, given the fact he's hanging around, is it wise to have the picnic in the park?! Maybe you could set up on the balcony?!”

Cameron sighed. “I'll see what you come up with first! I don't see why we should have to hide away up here! I'll just have to be extra watchful.”

I really wanted to go for that picnic I was not going to let the papzz control what I did. I'd just learn to live with being back in the public eye again.

“Very well! I'll get on it now!” Jones disappeared back into his office and Cameron lead us back to his bedroom.

“Let's go for a shower! After all, we are both wet now!” He let go of my hand.

I giggled. “Well, after all you do like me naked!” I gripped the hemline of my hoodie and pulled it off. My skin felt all wet and clammy now.

“Well, what can I say?! You have a beautiful mind and body! I adore you!” He walked over to me bent down and undid my shoe laces.

I stroked my fingers into his hair, I couldn't resist it. I didn't mind him removing my shoes it was more that he always made me feel like he was worshiping at my feet.

“I'm just me, I'm not some goddess! Not that I don't appreciate the attention.”

He removed my shoes and socks, one a time putting them to one side before he tilted his head back, the light reflected his brown eyes, making them look like gold and I forgot what I had been thinking only moments before.

“I would happily worship you because you are my saviour! You are my moon and without you I'd be subjected to eternal darkness so you are far from just normal in my eyes!”

I dropped down to his level and placed my hands either side of his face. “Thank you, I hope to always be your moon!” I grinned at him.

He breathed out heavily. “I am glad and may I say that sports bra suits you! Very nicely fitted!” He smirked.

This was my Cameron, I loved him. “You may say it! With these boobs you need high impact or a risk a black eye!”

I giggled.

He shook his head as he grinned widely. “That image is not lost on me! Off with your leggings now so stand back up.”

I stood back up. “Well running with bigger boobs is a real issue!”

He placed his hands either side of my hips and yanked my yoga pants down, removing my panties at the same time. “Devine as always Miss Watson!”

I felt my cheeks heat as he removed them leg by leg and then dipped his head and skimmed the apex of my thighs with his nose.

“Why are you blushing?!” He stood back up and removed his own clothes adding them to mine. His body was a sight to behold and I lost myself for a moment as I admired how he held himself, his posture was perfect. He really was beautiful, his toned muscles sat neatly under his beautiful smooth skin. His body was perfectly in proportion all over.

“Well, you sniffed me! I wasn't expecting that! I guess I'm a little bashful!” I shrugged as I turned and walked towards the shower.

He caught up with me and turned the shower on. “I like to admire your body in all different ways! I like your scent Evangeline! I can't help that, it drives me mad! I can tell a lot just from that alone! It's a very fresh feminine scent, don't be embarrassed darling!”

The steam slowly started to spread into the room as I held the door open. “I can't help it! There are lots of things about my body that embarrasses me! You're helping with that though.” I took his hand and tugged him towards me as I stepped into the stream of water.

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