Page 29 of Ravage (Dark Desires #1)

YOU'LL GET TO HAVE SOME FUN

CAM

Friday morning finally arrives, and after five days of night shifts, combined with not seeing Imogen, I'm exhausted and horny. It's an interesting combination, and one that definitely means I will not be getting much sleep, despite the fatigue running through me in waves.

Letting myself into the house, I debate on whether I should try to get a workout in before going to sleep. Or if I should just throw myself into bed now and hope the exhaustion outweighs the relentless need to fuck my hand and imagine it's Imogen's pussy.

In all my years with Peta, I never once felt like this. A burning ache has been growing steadily worse since she waved us goodbye on Tuesday evening on my far too quick visit. We've been messaging non-stop while she's been travelling, but that doesn't make the time apart any easier to deal with.

I'm going to her place as soon as she gets back from her trip this evening, and I plan to fuck her the second I walk in the door.

I decide to head to the gym, hoping it will tire me out enough to drift off afterward. I change out of my uniform and slip into my workout gear.

Arriving at the gym at the same time as the early morning commuters are leaving, I snag a spot right in front of the entrance and head inside.

And come face to face with Annika.

Sighing, I run a hand through my hair. "Seriously, have you got a tracking device on my car, or something?"

She laughs. "No, this time is a complete coincidence, I swear. I just finished a Pilates class."

Her hair is damp with sweat, and her skin has a healthy glow, so I guess her story checks out. Still not sure I buy it, though.

"But now that I've got you," she continues.

And there it is.

"What?" I ask, exhaustion hitting me again.

Although this time I'm pretty sure it's because my girlfriend's best friend is about to bail me up about something and not the five night-shifts I've just worked.

Shit, girlfriend? Is that what she is?

My internal dilemma must be written all over my face, because Annika smirks as she studies me. "You doing okay there, Cam?"

"Yep, fine. What's up?"

She hesitates for a moment, before moving a little closer and dropping the volume of her voice. "I know Imogen mentioned that she and I... And Sebastian..."

Not needing her to explain further, I nod, crossing my arms. "Yeah, she did."

"And?"

Not entirely sure where she's going with this, I cock my head to the side. "And what?"

She moves closer again. "And you're cool with it?"

I shrug. "Yeah. I told Imogen that."

She shakes her head with a sigh. "She doesn't believe you."

I frown as I try to work out what is happening right now. " Okay... But I literally told her I'm fine with it. I don't want her to feel like she has to change."

"See, that's what I said!" she says, her voice rising before she looks around to make sure no one is paying attention to us.

Good luck to them if they are, because I'm as confused as any passers-by would be.

"So, me saying I'm fine with it means that she really thinks I'm not fine with it?"

Annika pats my arm as I try to put all this together.

"Poor, poor Cam. Look, Imogen likes to fuck.

We both know this. But she has been turning herself in knots all week because she's horny as fuck.

And she didn't feel right coming to either of us to help her out, because she was worried you'd think she was unfaithful, like your ex. "

Understanding dawns on me then. "So, she thinks that I'm only saying I'm fine with it, but in reality, if she actually did something, I'd end things with her because I don't trust her?"

She points her finger at me. "Ding, ding, we have a winner, people."

"Well... I really am fine with it. More than fine with it.

Look... things with my ex..." I sigh, figuring I might as well tell her all the facts, seeing as she seems to be the one who can talk to me, rather than Imogen.

"We talked about bringing someone else in to spice things up, and I was completely onboard.

But what she really wanted was the green light to fuck our PT without me.

I have no issues with sharing as long as the person I'm with is honest about it. "

Annika is quiet for a moment as she processes my words. The longer she's quiet, though, the more I begin to worry. I don't know her well, but I get the feeling she's a bit of a schemer.

"So... You'd be cool with participating, then?"

Yep, just what I suspected. A schemer.

I study her, wishing I could read her mind so I knew where she was going with this. "Yeah... "

Her eyes light up like it's Christmas and I'm fucking Santa.

"Right. I think we need to have a chat with Sebastian. Without Imogen, because clearly she has no idea how to discuss this with you and actually believe you know how you feel."

"I don't... Why do we need to talk to Sebastian?" I'd like to blame the fatigue on how long it's taking me to follow this conversation.

But it's honestly one of the strangest I've ever had, and even on a full night's sleep, I'm not sure I'd be on the same wavelength as her.

Annika sighs and pats my arm again. "To get his help, silly."

"Why do we need his help?"

"Because if anyone has experience with getting Imogen to get out of her fucking head, it's that man."

Right... Well that just makes me feel so much better about all this.

"Look, I'll force her out for lunch tomorrow and you go see Sebastian." I open my mouth to protest, but she covers it with her hand. "Na-ah. Do you want her to be happy or not?" Sighing, I nod my head. "Good. You will see Sebastian. I'll let him know when to expect you."

"I still don't see why you and I can't just talk to her, and you back me up when I say it's fine."

She shoots me a wicked grin as she turns to walk away. "Because if we do it my way, then maybe you'll get to have some fun, too."

She leaves me standing there, staring after her with my mouth hanging open as all sorts of filthy thoughts race through my mind.

So much for getting in a workout to ease some of the horniness. Now I'm even more fucking keyed up.