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alisonfelixwrites · 9 months ago

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HI EVERYONE!!!! introducing a new story with you here :))

Description: in which Cameron Jones and Madeleine Abbott meet under unexpected circumstances but life (and their best friends) continue pushing them together. "Anyway the water turns, you're always on my mind, sweet instigator."

CW: smut!! (chapters with (*) indicate smut), mature content overall, reader discretion advised, mentions of alcohol/drugs, single parenthood

Sweet instigator - one. (*)

Madeleine’s feet were hurting.

She uncomfortably shifted on her heels, twisting her ankles around a bit as she coped with the strain in her arches. Maybe another sip of her beer would soothe the ache a bit. Madeleine knew it wouldn’t, but she tried anyway, tipping her cup back to let the cold liquid run through her throat.

“This place is so fun!” Carla gushed. Madeleine hummed along softly, not feeling quite the excitement her coworker was displaying. Carla flipped her auburn hair over her shoulder as she looked around, clearly scoping her surroundings.

Madeleine arched up her brow, “Looking for someone?” She checked, her voice already breaking a bit from shouting over the loud music.

Madeleine had to admit it had been ages since she went to a club. When Carla - a girl who started at the firm not too long ago - asked her to go for an afterwork drink, this wasn’t what Madeleine saw herself doing on her friday night.

She was still in her working clothes, which consisted of black flares and a simple black t-shirt. She felt underdressed and more so looked like she belonged in a rave rather than anywhere else. The black heeled boots on her feet seemed like a good idea for a day of sitting behind her desk, not for an evening of standing up and dancing in the crowd.

“I don’t know.” Carla breathed, “Didn’t Tommy say he was going to be here?”

Madeleine frowned, “Tommy? The prop guy?”

Carla rolled her eyes, “It’s a job, Maddie.”

“No, I know.” She shrugged, “I just don’t know what it’s officially called. All I know is that he drives around day in, day out to look for props.”

“Well, yeah, Tommy the prop guy, I guess.” Carla took a sip of her wine. Madeleine tilted her head to the side, “You think he’s cute?”

“Just a bit.” Carla breathed, shrugging it off, “Do you know if he’s single?”

“I know he’s married.”

Carla’s eyes widened, “Shit, really?!”

“Yeah.” Madeleine chuckled, “Have you never seen the ring on his finger? He’s got a baby on the way, I’m pretty sure.”

“Oh my fucking god.” Carla groaned, throwing the remainder of her wine down her throat, “I need something stronger than this.” She dragged Madeleine to the bar, “I was about to be a fucking homewrecker!”

Madeleine huffed out a chuckle, “It’s all good. Nothing happened, did it? You can have a crush on someone who’s married or taken, as long as it stays innocent.”

“Well, my thoughts definitely weren’t innocent.” Carla muttered, signalling the bartender, “Four shots of tequila, please.”

“Carla,” Madeleine groaned, disagreeing with the choice of drink even if the bartender was already grabbing four shot-glasses, “please tell me you’re going to drink all of them. I hate tequila.”

“How can you hate tequila?!” Carla laughed and Madeleine shrugged, “It makes me hurl. And besides, I haven’t eaten since lunch, I’m gonna be piss drunk. Can’t we leave this place and grab a bite somewhere? It’s like nine already.”

“Gosh, you sound like an old lady.” Carla teased, “But alright, after these shots,” She grabbed the glasses and pulled them closer as the bartender put a tray of lemon wedges on the bartop, “we’ll go out and find something to eat.”

Madeleine’s mood perked up but Carla held up her finger, “But only if you promise we’ll go dancing afterwards.”

“I can’t feel my feet.” Madeleine deadpanned as Carla pushed a shot in her hand, “Sitting down for about an hour will do wonders! You’ll forget all about that pain. C’mon, drink up!”

And so Madeleine did. Her face scrunched up at the taste and she coughed a bit before biting the bullet and taking that second shot. The alcohol rushed to her head immediately and Madeleine sighed out, realizing she actually planned on a cosy night in on her couch. It sounded boring, but she planned on cleaning.

All week long, she had let her apartment go to trash so it’d feel twice as satisfying when she finally had the time to clean it. And now she’d have to stumble to bed drunkenly tonight to wake up in a mess tomorrow.

Carla was chattering her ear off as the two exited the club and the afterwork event. Now that Carla knew Tommy was taken, she was basically checking out every guy on the street. She even flirted with the waiter of the Italian place they eventually found a small table at.

Madeleine craved carbs, and so she ordered the biggest cheesy pasta they had on the menu and munched on it like a cavewoman. Her hair was pinned back to keep it out of her face and she hardly cared what she looked like when she ate like her life depended on it. Madeleine hated feeling hungry.

“Do you think he’s cute?” Carla subtly nudged her head to the guy making pizza’s by the front door. Madeleine paused mid-chew, seeing the sweaty bald guy. She narrowed her eyes and swallowed her bite, “Hm. I-I’m not sure. Not my type, I think.”

“Well, not for you.” Carla smiled, “but for me?”

“Look, Carla,” Madeleine chuckled, “you should just go for it.”

“What about you, by the way?” Carla took a sip of her red wine while Madeleine wisely chose some sparkling water to not get too blind drunk tonight.

Madeleine leaned back in her chair as she finished her plate, “Me?” She questioned, “Oh, I don’t know.”

“You’re single, aren’t you?”

“What gave me away?” Madeleine sarcastically asked, rolling her eyes. Carla chuckled, “Well, if I’m honest, someone told me you used to be engaged and that you’re not anymore.”

“Someone told you?” Madeleine frowned, “Let me guess, Valery did?”

Carla lowered her eyes and shrugged again, “Maybe.”

“She’s such a gossip.” Madeleine exhaled, “But yeah, it’s true. Good to know she’s hanging my dirty laundry out for the entire office.” She had a bitter tone to her voice and Carla shook her head, “It wasn’t like that. You know what our office is like, everyone knows everything. And besides, she said the rock from your finger disappeared.”

Madeleine rolled her eyes again, feeling a little aggravated, “You know, I don’t really want to talk about it.” The silence quickly felt awkward and Madeleine reached for her glass, keeping her eyes low.

“Right.” Carla mumbled, “Okay, I’m sorry. I-I guess I just wanted to know if you’re looking as well.”

Madeleine cleared her throat, “Not really, no.”

“Okay, that’s fine.”

Madeleine forced a smile and nodded, “Mhm.”

Carla tapped her fingers on the table, “Do you still wanna go out?”

Madeleine felt the burn in her chest at the mention of her separation, and she wondered if she should give into her urges and cry herself to sleep at home by herself, or if she should attempt to leave her sour mood behind and have a fun night.

She took a deep breath and exhaled, “Yeah.” She nodded, smiling slightly, “could be fun.”

“Yay!” Carla excitedly squealed, “Okay, I think there’s a great club not too far from here. How are the feet?”

“Painful.” Madeleine chuckled. She had been sitting for a while so it was fine now, but she knew the second she’d get up she’d feel stabbing pains once more, “I’m gonna need some booze.”

Carla’s grin grew and they paid for their dinner before going on their way. They walked arm in arm through the streets, giggling a little bit. Carla couldn’t help but rate every guy they passed by on the street.

“Oh,” she gasped, looking over her shoulder, “that was definitely a nine.”

“Oh my god, Carla.” Madeleine giggled, shaking her head, “You’re horrible. Imagine if someone rated us based on their looks? I’d die.”

Carla rolled her eyes, “You’re hot as fuck, don’t give me that.”

Carla pulled her into the club she was talking about earlier and they went to the bar as a first order of business. Madeleine was glancing around and hardly realized that Carla ordered them more shots. “Carla.” Madeleine rolled her eyes but didn’t really protest when the glass of tequila got pushed in her hand. Carla grinned at her, “Bottoms up!” She cheered.

Madeleine giggled as she did so, drinking down the shot before ordering a beer. The alcohol quickly buzzed in her head and even if Madeleine hadn’t thought she would, she was actually letting go. Maybe she was drunker than she thought, and she found herself dancing like no one was watching.

With her arms up, she swung her hips from left to right to the beat of the music, bass bouncing off the walls. Madeleine had ditched her purse in one of the lockers along with her jacket, sweat quickly pearling at her hairline from the warm temperatures.

It was April in London, which meant weather was perking up but every day was a surprise. Basically, they got all four seasons every single day and Madeleine never really quite knew what to wear. Some days she arrived at the office, soaked through from the rain. Other days she was sweating because she put on too many layers. And on other days, she scooted her chair closer to the heating because she decided on a t-shirt when it was very clearly sweater weather.

She didn’t feel like she stood out too much in her all-black outfit. This wasn’t a stuffy after-work event, this was a club.

“Maddie,” Carla drunkenly giggled, taking a hold of her arm. Madeleine opened her eyes to find a wide grinning Carla in front of her, “Hm?”

Carla tipped her head back to drink her vodka-lemon, “You know what would be crazy?”

“What?” Madeleine curiously asked and Carla bit her lip, “It would be so crazy if we… like, kissed.” She laughed.

Madeleine raised her brows, “Huh?”

“Yeah.” Carla shrugged, “You and me. You know, we’re drunk, we’re girls.” She shrugged it off as nothing and Madeleine breathed out a chuckle, “You want to kiss me?”

Carla took another sip and shook her head, “No, no, not like that! Just like…” She laughed again, “never mind.”

Madeleine awkwardly laughed along and nodded, “Right.”

“Oh, now that’s a hot guy.” Carla quickly changed the subject, her eyes zeroed in somewhere behind Madeleine. She turned around to see who Carla was talking about and frowned, “The smoker?” She questioned, eyes lingering on a guy in the small smoker’s booth the club had.

He stood by himself with a beer in front of him, cigarette dangling between his lips as he scrolled on his phone and leaned his elbows on the small table. His heel tapped along to the beat and Madeleine watched as his fingers took the cigarette from between his lips and he puffed out a cloud of smoke into the already hazy space.

“I bet you he’s so fit.” Carla exhaled and Madeleine puckered her lips, “I mean, yeah. He’s handsome.” She shrugged. He wore all black like her, even just a slightly similar outfit. Black slacks that flared a bit at the bottom, black dress shoes with a bit of a heel on them and a black button-up with rolled-up sleeves below his elbows.

“I mean, the smoking’s a bit unattractive.” Madeleine admitted, turning back to face Carla, who gave her a deadpanned look, “You smoke.” She spoke matter-of-factly.

Madeleine frowned and held up her finger, “Attempting to quit.” She corrected.

“For like the billionth time.” Carla rolled her eyes and Madeleine huffed, “It’s not easy, okay. And I haven’t smoked once tonight, have I?”

“Oh, look, he’s coming here.” Carla’s eyes widened and Madeleine smiled in amusement when her friend very clearly tried to dance sultrily as the guy was headed their way.

Cameron had to admit he wasn’t really looking at his surroundings. His brain felt thick from being in the tiny cabin to smoke, and he damned himself for not just going outside. His clothes would reek for weeks and it hurt his throat to be in there. He only smoked when he was drunk.

Cameron wasn’t completely sure how he ended up here. Alone. Today had been a long day and Fridays were usually the nights he spent with Beth. He rolled his eyes when he lost the bet to himself - which was attempting to not think about Beth for longer than five minutes. He failed, as he usually did.

He always got nostalgic when he had too much to drink. The friend he went to dinner with left afterwards to go home to his girlfriend, but Cameron wasn’t ready to go home yet. At home, he was just alone. He might as well be alone in a club and attempt to make something out of his night.

“Hi.” A girl stepped in front of him and he blinked twice, attempting to focus on her, “Hi.” He mumbled back. The music was loud in here, and Cameron was actually on his way out.

The girl was a bit shorter than him. Her hair was auburn-shaded and laid in subtle waves over her shoulders, cascading down her back. Her white blouse had a pink stain on it, and Cameron suspected she must’ve had some pink wine earlier which was the culprit for the stain.

The girl bit her lip and batted her lashes, giggling at him, “I- uh… wow, this is embarrassing. I saw you smoking right there,” she pointed to the smoking area he just left, “and I just have to say you’re so hot.”

Cameron’s brows raised at the blunt flirting, and he felt slightly alarmed and unsure of how to react. “Oh.” He exhaled, curling his lips inside of his mouth and running a hand through his hair, “Well - thanks.” He settled on saying, feeling as someone bumped into him from behind in the crowded room.

The girl giggled again, “I’m Carla, by the way.” She held out her hand and Cameron shook it with little enthusiasm before Carla turned to the side, “And this is my friend.” She tapped another girl on the shoulder, who briskly turned around.

The girl politely smiled at him, “Maddie.” She introduced himself.

Cameron couldn’t explain it. It was like he lost all breath in his lungs, staring at her. It was also like she moved in slow-motion - which Cameron knew was impossible. It was also impossible that the music died down and that he could hear his heartbeat in his ears so clearly.

His skin felt hot when Madeleine stared up at him. She glanced at Carla for a second, as if wondering why Cameron was just staring and not saying anything, and eventually he snapped out of it, clearing his throat, “Hi. Nice to meet you.” He held out his hand for Madeleine and she shook it, “What’s your name?”

Cameron pressed his lips together and took just a split second to decide how he was going to do this. And of course, his idiot brain made the wrong decision but it was already too late to back out, “Chris.” He smiled.

“Chris.” Madeleine nodded, “Nice to meet you too.”

Cameron’s cheeks felt hot when she addressed him as Chris. He didn’t know why it was the first name he thought of. He hated that name. He could’ve chosen something so much cooler.

But tonight, he was someone else. He was escaping, he was not Cameron who had a miserable life. He was Chris. And he could be whoever he wanted to be. Madeleine didn’t know him. She wouldn’t ask questions.

Cameron had to admit he forgot the other girl was there too, who bumped into his arm, “Do you want a drink, Chris?” Carla questioned. Cameron raised his brows and glanced to the side, “Uh - yeah, sure. Beer, please.”

Carla and Maddie seemed to have a silent conversation with just their eyes and Maddie eventually forced a smile, “I’ll go get us drinks.” She turned around to leave the two by themselves and get in line at the bar and Cameron frowned, stepping behind her, “I’ll come with you.”

Madeleine’s brows raised and she glanced behind Cameron to see Carla, whose jaw was on the floor at the clear rejection. Madeleine felt Cameron’s hands on her hips from behind to nudge her forward towards the bar, and she helplessly shuffled along.

Cameron stood behind Maddie, scooting along with her towards the crowded bar, “What do you drink, Maddie?” He questioned once they reached. Madeleine held up her almost empty bottle of beer, “Also beer, please. And I think Carla likes vodka with a soda.”

Cameron winced under his breath, knowing it was a pricey drink. But he forced a smile and ordered two beers and a vodka-orange. Madeleine was unsure of what to do. She could feel Cameron’s eyes on her - who she thought was named Chris - and she felt torn, because of Carla’s clear interest in him.

So Madeleine quickly made her way back to Carla, Cameron walking behind her. He handed Carla her drink and she started some small talk with him. But Cameron was hardly listening. His eyes were drawn to Maddie, who danced as he talked to her friend.

Her brown hair flew around, pulled up into a high ponytail. Maddie didn’t really notice, but whenever she turned, she flicked her hair in someone’s face. But her eyes were closed as she danced to the song, not realizing one bit that she received some harsh glares.

Her nails were painted a dark cherry red and she wore minimal jewelry. Just a simple gold necklace that contrasted against the jet black of her t-shirt.

“So after I dumped my last boyfriend,” Carla’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts and Cameron blinked, hearing Carla speaking into his ear, “I just thought I’d take some time to myself, you know? Like really get to know me.”

“Hm.” Cameron nodded with little enthusiasm, but apparently it spurred Carla on to continue, “Like know who I am, who Carla is. So I changed jobs too and it’s just so much more my vibe. Like just positivity, which is exactly what I was looking f-”

“Maddie, do you smoke?” Cameron interrupted Carla, stepping up to Madeleine again, who opened her eyes at the sudden interruption of her dancing, “What?”

Cameron mimicked smoking with his fingers, “Do you smoke?”

Madeleine flicked her eyes to Carla, who glared at Cameron. Madeleine swallowed, “Trying to quit.” She admitted.

Cameron pouted and Maddie’s eyes dropped to his lips for a split second, but Cameron had noticed, smirking slightly, “Wanna share a final cigarette, maybe? ‘M trying to quit too.”

Madeleine exhaled a short breath and shot him a small smile, “Can you give me one second?” She gestured to Carla and Cameron nodded, “Sure.” He watched as Maddie approached her friend.

“Carla,” Madeleine sheepishly touched her friend’s arms and Carla shot her a deadpanned look, “Seriously? You said he was unattractive.”

Madeleine rolled her eyes, “I said his smoking was unattractive. Look, just say the word and I’ll tell him no.”

Carla nibbled her lip, stubbornly avoiding eye-contact with Madeleine until sighing out, “No, it’s fine.” She shrugged, “You should go for it, I’ll find someone else.”

“Are you sure?” Madeleine checked, tilting her head to the side and Carla nodded, “Yeah, yeah. Go get laid.”

Madeleine snorted, shaking her head in amusement. There was no telling how the evening was going to play out. She only knew Chris’ name so far and hadn’t even had a conversation with him. Carla was already imagining Madeleine in his bed, which was a billion steps too far.

Madeleine turned around to face Cameron, “Smoke?” She checked.

Cameron chuckled, nodding, “Yeah. Outside or the little smoking booth?”

“Outside, maybe.” Madeleine suggested and Cameron hummed, “Cool, let’s go.” He placed his hand on Maddie’s lower back to guide her outside, not giving her friend another glance. His hand slipped to her hip, giving a gentle squeeze as the pair made their way outside. Madeleine felt hot from the touches, knowing that Cameron so blatantly made his interest known to her.

Madeleine easily leaned against the brick wall outside as Cameron pulled out a packet of cigarettes out of the pocket of his pants, “Want one or share one?”

“Seeing as it’s my final cigarette ever…” Madeleine puckered her lips in thought, “I’m gonna go for one all to myself.”

Cameron chuckled, giving her one and picking one out for himself. He stood close to Maddie, lighting up hers and then his as they smoked.

“So why do you have to quit smoking?” Cameron questioned. Madeleine nibbled her lip, staring at the lit-up cigarette, “Unhealthy and very expensive habit.” She shortly explained, “I’ve been wanting to quit for a long time but it never works.”

“Maybe this time it’s a charm.” Cameron smiled, holding out his free hand and holding out his pink, “Should we swear on it?”

“Final cigarette ever?” Madeleine joked, nodding before she linked her pink to his and Cameron gave a squeeze, “Final cigarette ever.”

“Do you smoke a lot?” Madeleine asked and Cameron shrugged, “Only when I’m a bit drunk.”

Madeleine hummed and they smoked in silence for a bit before she took another drag, “You sort of broke my friend’s heart in there.”

Cameron huffed out a breathy chuckle and shrugged again, “Can’t help that I’m way more attracted to you.”

Madeleine’s cheeks pinked at how blunt he was and she fought her small smile. Since Connor, she had hardly received any attention. Her best friend constantly tried to set her up on dates ever since they broke up but Madeleine had declined every offer up until now.

“Maybe this is the point where you tell me you’re attracted to me too.” Cameron teased and Madeleine bit her lip, “Chris, I don’t even know you.” She chuckled.

Cameron’s ears turned pink at the mention of the fake name he gave her. Part of him wanted to come clean, but how would he do that after all this time. He avoided her gaze a bit as his mind spun, very unprepared for any questions Maddie might have for him. He cleared his throat, “What do you want to know?”

Madeleine shrugged, “Just like… what you do for a living?”

Cameron’s hand shook a bit, “I’m - uh… I’m CEO at a company.”

“Really?” Madeleine’s brows raised, “That’s impressive. How did you do that, you seem young?”

I don’t know, Cameron wanted to say. He instead smiled and waved it away, “Stop it, you’re flirting.” He changed the subject and Madeleine giggled, shaking her head before she blew out the smoke in her mouth, “So CEO, hm? What sort of company?”

Cameron scratched the back of his neck, “Uh - like developed something in the pharmaceutical industry.” He lied, “A sort of software.”

He was lucky that it wasn’t anything Madeleine was familiar with. She felt a little dumb and very lost at Chris’ words and just nodded, “Wow.” She settled on saying. Chris’ wealth and job dwarfed her completely, and she dreaded the follow-up question.

“What about you?” Cameron asked, flicking his dark green eyes to Maddie, who shyly looked down, “I’m just a production assistant.”

“That sounds cool.” He nodded and Madeleine nibbled her lip, “It’s - uh… yeah, I like it. I did media studies and it’s definitely a job I can grow in. We shoot commercials mostly.”

Cameron nodded again and killed his cigarette right before Madeleine did the same thing. “So, Maddie…” He exhaled, pushing himself off of the wall to stand in front of her, sort of caging Madeleine between himself and the brick wall. She stared up at him, deep blue eyes meeting green and Cameron licked his lip, “think you know enough about me now to let me kiss you?”

Madeleine’s smile dropped a bit as she stared at him in shock. Madeleine had to admit she had been out of the game for a bit, but she had no idea that this was flirting these days. Or dating. It was all so… blunt and bold. And unromantic.

She studied his face for a bit, seeing the stubble on his jaw, the dimple in his cheek, the crinkles by his eyes. Chris was gorgeous. And maybe it was time for Madeleine to be more spontaneous, like everyone around her almost begged her to be.

So she took a breath and sent him a smile, “You’re bold, Chris.” She teased, “But I’m thinking yes.” She hardly gave him time, pushing up her toes to press her lips to his.

Cameron felt surprised, needing a second to respond and kiss her back. He exhaled through his nose, melting into Maddie and dipping his head when she leaned back down. Maddie’s hands cupped around his cheeks and he immediately wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling her shape.

Maddie arched, tasting the mixture of tobacco and alcohol on his lips. Chris’ hands seemed to know her body blindly, his fingers cinching in her waist and holding her ribs as she linked her hands in the back of his neck to pull herself up to him.

Their initial kiss was hot and heavy, but both seemed to slow down a little after that. Madeleine numbly fell into the wall behind her a few seconds later, Cameron easily following her. One of his hands stayed on her waist, the other traveled up to brush the hair away from her shoulder before cupping her jaw.

Madeleine’s eyes fluttered as the kiss turned gentle and passionate. She felt Chris’ tongue pressing against her bottom lip and she opened up, tilting her head to the side. Her hands held onto his sides as their tongues found one another.

The soft whimper she exhaled made Cameron’s dick throb in his pants, and he hummed back while snogging this stranger. Maddie was a good kisser, he definitely had to admit that. And she was quite fun and witty. She was interesting, and as for her looks, she was his type. Sophisticated yet looking fresh and not overdone. Maddie was classy in an effortless way.

And Madeleine felt happy with her decision to kiss him earlier. Even if this was all new to her, this kiss was just… phenomenal. She felt like she was ascending into heaven. Chris was skilled and had her in the palm of his hand, but Madeleine could hardly care. She let him take the lead, his tongue roaming her mouth while her fingers fisted the fabric of his shirt.

They had to pull back for air at one point, their lips swollen als spit-slicked as they both panted out. Cameron stroked his thumb over her cheekbone, feeling how Maddie pressed another kiss to his jaw before they opened their eyes and burst out into a chuckle.

“You’re a good kisser.” Madeleine softly admitted, her eyes dropping to his lips.

Cameron wanted more. He wanted so much more. He nibbled his lip as he smiled, “So are you.” He flirted back. Fuck, he had no idea how to do this. Not with someone like her.

Maddie relaxed against the wall and ran a hand through her hair, “So - Chris…” She cringed at herself before licking her bottom lip, “d-do you live close by?”

Cameron raised his brows as Maddie blushed slightly. He fought his smirk because he didn’t even have to think about it anymore. He didn’t have to think about how he was subtly going to ask her to come back home with him to continue their night and explore their attraction for one another. Not when she was the one to do it.

He pursed his lips softly before nodding, “As a matter of fact, I do. Walking distance.”

Madeleine smiled back, “Also walking distance for someone who’s feet are killing them and who can hardly stand anymore because they decided to wear heels this morning?”

He burst out into a chuckle, shaking his head. His hand was still on her waist and he gave a soft squeeze, tickling her in the process and Madeleine giggled a bit at the touch. Cameron gave her a lopsided grin, “It’s two blocks away.” He shrugged, “We could - uh, we could also take a cab.”

The conversation was innocent, the meaning behind it wasn’t. Madeleine shortly nodded and cleared her throat, “Yeah, sounds good.”

They stared at each other for a bit until he took a breath, “Considering your sore feet… should we leave now or do you want to dance some more?” Ball in her court again.

Maddie puffed out a short breath, smoothing her fingers over the wrinkles in his shirt she created by grabbing the fabric too hard before, “Considering I can hardly hold my weight anymore right now, I’d say we could leave now.” She carefully spoke.

Her feet weren’t fine, not by a long run. But Madeleine knew she could keep going if she wanted to. The pain would subside, or she’d make herself forget about it with alcohol. What she couldn’t even attempt to forget about, was the stickiness between her thighs. She was turned-on from that stupid kiss and she already knew her friends were going to be so proud of her for having a spontaneous one night stand.

She was already this far and she was horny and in need of sex, so why not with Chris? Why not let this stranger soothe that ache and then they’d both be on their way again, never to see each other.

“Alright.” Chris smiled, “Ready to go?”

“Yeah.” Madeleine breathed, pushing herself off of the wall, “Oh - wait, I have to find Carla first.” She turned a soft pink, embarrassed about almost forgetting her friend just like that.

Cameron pressed his lips together and nodded, “Okay. Should I just wait out front for you?”

“Yeah, okay.” Maddie nodded, smoothing out her clothes, “Don’t you need to say goodbye to your friends?”

Cameron shook his head, “They already left.” It was only half a lie. He didn’t want to give Maddie the impression he had been here by himself all night like a fucking creep. She shot him a small nod and then went back inside to say goodbye to Carla.

Madeleine felt guilty about ditching her friend for sex - even though she knew Carla would be proud of her and maybe a little jealous because Chris seemed to favor Maddie over Carla. But when she approached Carla, her brows raised because she had her tongue down some guy’s throat and his hands were on her ass.

Maddie cleared her throat over the loud music and awkwardly tapped her friend’s shoulder, “Carla.” She tried. Carla pulled back from her kisser with a smack and dazed eyes, “Oh - Maddie!” She grinned. Madeleine smiled back, “I’m - uh, I’m going home.”

Carla tilted her head to the side with a knowing smirk, “Alone?”

“No.” Madeleine mumbled with pink cheeks and Carla chuckled, “Go, have fun. Share your location, yeah? Be safe. I’ll see you monday.”

Madeleine smiled, “You too! See you monday.” And then she headed back to see Chris - sincerely hoping he hadn’t ditched her or that he had taken off by himself. Madeleine found herself pleasantly surprised to find him outside like he said he’d be, his fingers opening up the carton of cigarettes in his hand.

“Nu-uh,” Madeleine shook her head, approaching him, “thought we smoked our last one together?”

Chris raised his brows and then flicked his eyes to the cigarettes, “Shit,” he chuckled, “yeah, you’re right. Honestly just a habit.”

Madeleine chuckled and Cameron nibbled his lip, “I should just throw them out, so then I won’t be tempted.”

They started walking and Madeleine glanced at the cigarettes, “Would you really be so tempted knowing they’re in your house somewhere?”

“Yeah.” He admitted, “I actually would.”

“How long have you been a smoker?” Madeleine felt a bit stupid starting up a conversation about that subject, but the walk was cold and silent and she wanted to keep the mood going a bit.

She didn’t realize Cameron cringed at her question though. Because he remembered he started smoking with Beth for fun when they met, and it turned into a serious addiction before they well and truly realized it. It used to be something they did on occasion or with a drink until it wasn’t. Beth swore of smoking when she got pregnant and ever since then, Cameron smoked on his own outside to deal with the stress of whatever was going on inside the house.

“Uh - couple of years.” He settled on saying, the lie easily rolling off his tongue, “You?”

“Like ten years, if I’m honest. Time flies.” Maddie muttered. Cameron dropped his gaze as they walked side by side, “It does.”

They fell into the silence Madeleine attempted so hard to avoid. She glanced to her side to see Chris with his eyes low and clearly in his head. So Maddie softly cleared her throat, “It’s a bit chilly, isn’t it? Have you lived in London for long? I can sense a different accent.”

He snapped out of it a bit and offered her a small smile, walking a bit closer and wrapping an arm around her shoulders after her subtle hint of being cold, “I’m originally from up North.” Cameron vaguely responded, “You?”

“Always been a London-girl, but grew up in the suburbs.” She explained.

“You feeling a bit warmer?” He checked, squeezing her shoulder a bit, “We’re almost there.” Cameron almost wished he could speed up the walk and cut their conversation short. He was a bad liar and with each passing second or question Maddie asked, it upped his chance of saying the wrong thing and cutting it short.

He was in too deep now to come clean to her so this was just something he had to do. Just once. Just see what it was like to be spontaneous, to just take the leap. To walk up to a girl, ask to kiss her and then ask to take her home.

“Here it is.” Cameron warily spoke, eyeing the building he had been in earlier today. He felt the pink of shame on his cheeks when he pulled out the key he received from his client and opened up the front door.

Straightaway, Madeleine felt impressed. It wasn’t any regular building, but it was very fancy and clean even in the huge hallway downstairs. “Wow.” Maddie muttered, her eyes staring at herself in the large mirror.

Before Maddie could even think to look for Cameron’s name on the list of tenants, he grabbed her chin and pulled her in for a kiss. Maddie squeaked in surprise, falling into Chris as their lips locked and her eyes fluttered.

With their lips attached, Cameron opened up the door to waddle to the elevator together, tongues tangled and Maddie’s hands in his chestnut locks. He had a hand on her ass while pressing the buttons of the elevator, once more keeping her back to the list of names of whoever owned an apartment here.

Cameron took her up to the seventh floor of the building. An apartment that belonged to Simon Olsen. An actual CEO who needed his apartment to be repainted while he was on a business trip. Enter Cameron, who had been spending his days here with the key he received, mister Olsen trusting him with his apartment and the security system so he could come in and leave whenever he pleased.

Cameron was sure Mr. Olsen hadn’t given him the key to bring girls here for a fuck.

But Cameron couldn’t care right now, not when Maddie practically climbed up on him, pushing her tits into his chest and tightly locking her arms around his shoulders. Her kisses grew needier, whimpers escaping her throat. Cameron smirked against Maddie’s lips, using his hips to push her out of the elevator and into the apartment.

“Just a second, baby.” He pulled back, too drunk on lust to even realize the pet name he blurted out. Madeleine hadn’t even heard. She latched her lips onto Chris’ neck as he turned his head and used his hand to disable the alarm. The apartment they were in was dark, but the city lights from below lit it up a bit through the gigantic windows that completely covered one side.

Chris moaned as he grabbed her throat, tilting Madeleine’s head back to kiss her again. And the tone was set for the both of them. Gone were the casual questions and gone was the polite or hesitant attitude. They were both after one thing, and it was sex and an orgasm.

“Bedroom?” Maddie panted as Cameron cupped her ass over the pants she wore. He blinked once, feeling a clench in his stomach when he realized he’d have sex in another guy’s bed. Not to mention the family pictures he had hung back up himself of mister Olsen and his son after Cameron had repainted the room.

“Can’t.” He lied, kissing below her ear, “Getting it repainted.”

Maddie quickly shrugged off her coat, “Oh. So where do you sleep?”

Cameron pressed his lips together, “Couch.”

She turned her head to see the couch behind her, and Cameron followed her gaze. His throat dried out seeing the crisp white couch, and he couldn’t imagine having sex on that and possibly leaving a stain. So before Maddie could even suggest that, he nudged her back against the dining table, “Want you here.” He breathed, “I can’t wait.”

Madeleine moaned softly at the despair in his tone, her palms bracing herself on the wooden table behind her. Chris leaned over her, making her arch as he kissed her again.

His tongue was salacious as it slipped inside her mouth, and Madeleine gasped when he pushed his hips forward and his crotch brushed into her hip. She felt him hard and solid in his pants, a soft groan escaping Chris’ lips as he grinded a bit.

“Fuck.” He panted, quickly yanking on Maddie’s thighs to set her down on the table. It lifted her up a bit, making their difference in height easier and for their centers to line up more. Something Cameron took advantage of, stepping in between Maddie’s thighs to grind between her legs once he pulled her to the edge of the table.

Madeleine’s brain spun when Chris completely wrapped her up. His hands moved underneath her shirt, pulling it out of her pants and she arched more, a shudder running down her spine when his fingers trailed over her back.

Once they pulled back for air, Cameron tugged the shirt over her head to leave her in her bra. Maddie felt goosebumps on her skin from being exposed suddenly, just the dim lights of the lit up kitchen and the street lights illuminated her, but Cameron could see the deep brown of her gaze and the way she stared up at him.

He softly kissed her lips, his hands cupping her rib cages before his vision dropped to her chest. He exhaled a hardly audible grunt, but Madeleine had heard and arched more before taking a hold of Chris’ hand and urging him to touch her breast over her bra.

Cameron exhaled, hovering his lips over Maddie’s as he palmed her breasts with both hands, eyes dropping to where he touched her. Maddie allowed him more room, laying down on her back on the wooden table. She stared up at the ceiling while Cameron let his eyes roam the length of her body. She had some freckles on her chest and a small scar next to her belly button. Her skin was smooth and soft.

He couldn’t stop himself before he leaned down to kiss her collarbone, sponging wet kisses over Maddie’s skin. Her hips bucked into nothing with a whimper, fingers curling over the edges of the table she laid on.

Madeleine could hardly believe herself. Here she was, laying flat on a fucking table with a guy kissing down her body. A guy she didn’t know an hour ago. A guy she knew nothing of, besides that he was from up North, and that he had a job she hardly remembered.

But right now, all she could focus on were his lips. He kissed over her breast, hands still kneading her tits in his palms before he slipped his fingers down her sides to slide down her legs. His lips followed, lowering towards her belly button.

Madeleine panted out, her eyes fluttering as his scruff tickled her skin but she shuddered in delight at the same time. Cameron blindly reached for the zippers of her boots and they thudded on the hardwood floors of the quiet living room. He tasted Maddie’s skin, nipping and kissing and even sucking around her tummy. He left a love bite on her ribs and tapped her thighs, silently urging her to lift her hips so he could take off her pants.

Light gray cotton underwear came into view as he did so, the pants joining her boots on the floor of mister Olsen’s apartment. His hands split Maddie’s thighs and he groaned at the wet patch in her panties, knowing they were damp with her arousal and she was just as horny as he was.

He couldn’t wait, craving so badly to feel her more. His hand had a mind of its own, slipping into her underwear.

Madeleine’s eyes shot open and she gasped, clenching her thighs on instinct when he touched her sensitive clit. “Oh!” Madeleine whimpered, her eyes closing and her knuckles turning white around the edges of the table.

“Fucking hell.” Cameron grunted, the slickness of Maddie’s arousal covering his fingertips as he ran his digits up and down her slit and drew circles on her clit. She jolted and jerked in sensitivity, moaning out. It all happened so fast, Madeleine hardly had time to wrap her head around it all when Chris slipped his fingers lower.

Madeleine fought for a breath when she felt his cold fingertips prodding around the scorching heat between her thighs, covering his digits in her arousal that she couldn’t hide for the life of her. Cameron didn’t mind. Not at all. If anything, it boosted his ego tremendously that he got her so wet with just some heavy kissing. They wanted the same thing, and he was just as horny as she was.

“Chris…” Maddie moaned shakily, her eyes rolling back as he pushed a finger inside of her. Madeleine bit her lip, greedily parting her thighs wider as she squirmed on the table, legs spread around his thighs. Cameron moaned back, kissing her neck and down her chest. He tugged one of the bra cups down to lick her nipple and Maddie squeaked out in delight of the sensitive touch. God, it had been so long since she had been touched like this.

Maybe her friends were right, maybe this was what she needed. Meaningless sex to blank her mind. No strings attached.

His finger pumped steadily for a bit before he added a second, stretching her a bit more. He curled, searching for the spot that would make her clench and squirm, and he did so a few thrusts later. Maddie sucked in a sharp gasp, her legs tensing more when Chris tapped into her g-spot, making her see stars, “Oh my god.” Madeleine whimpered, “Oh god.”

“Such a fucking wet pussy.” Cameron whispered, sucking her nipple into his mouth with a hum before he exposed her other breast too, switching sides. Madeleine found the strength in her arms, running her fingers through his dark hair as he fingered her expertly.

Her hips jolted and stuttered when he sped up the pace, the heel of his palm constantly rubbing into her clit, “Am I gonna get you off, Maddie?” He licked her sternum, then gave a harsh kiss to the dip of her throat, “Hm?”

“Yes.” Her voice sounded watery and Cameron’s cock jumped at the tone of her voice, “Yeah?”

“Yes!” She mewled as her lips parted and she tightly fisted his hair, “Oh, Jesus… J-Just a little m-” Maddie cut herself up with a heavy gasp, her eyes opening as Chris’ fingers pulled her over the edge and into a mindblowing orgasm.

His lips parted at the sight of her face when she came. Maddie’s eyes rolled back and the vein in her neck pulsed before she started convulsing and shaking. She pressed her lips together to keep down the whining moans as Cameron slowed the thrusts of his fingers before gently pulling out, “Holy shit.” He cursed, taking Maddie in a deep kiss as her thighs jittered in the aftermath.

She felt dizzy from the orgasm and the heavy kissing, “Thank you.” She whimpered against Chris’ lips, a lazy and fulfilled smile on her lips and Chris hummed, kissing her top lip, “Yeah? You needed that, hm?”

“Yes.” Madeleine admitted, feeling his lips kiss around her throat again, “What else do you need?” He whispered. His hands grabbed her hips, steadying her a bit as he grinded against her. His pants strained but he allowed Maddie the comedown for a moment.

Madeleine’s eyes fluttered as she squirmed on the table, “You.” She rasped, “I need you to fuck me.”

“Fuck.” Cameron lowly moaned, pressing a long kiss below her ear, “Your wish is my command.” He straightened up, staring down at Maddie who laid sprawled out on the dinner table of mr. Olsen’s apartment. Her bra cups tugged down, her panties wet, her cheeks pink. She looked so erotic, Cameron pressed his palm to his crotch with a soft grunt to relieve himself a little bit.

His eyes caught hers and Cameron almost felt a lump in his throat. Guilt, because he was lying to her and using her. And so he grabbed Maddie’s hands to pull her up to a seated position before yanking her from the table and spinning her around to leave her breathless.

Madeleine’s palms smacked into the wooden table, bracing herself as Chris pressed a hand between her shoulder blades to urge her down. Her cheeks burned at the compromised position as Madeleine followed his urges to bend over the table, pushing her ass out.

Cameron grinded against her, exhaling a trembling breath as Maddie leaned on her elbows and arched her back. His hand brushed her hair to the side before fumbling with her bra clasp for a second, undoing it. Maddie did the rest, flinging the piece of clothing on the floor. She only wore underwear now whereas Cameron was fully clothed.

He gave himself a mental pat on the shoulder for putting a condom in his wallet earlier. It’d be very embarrassing if he had to run through this apartment half-naked in hopes that Mr. Olsen got laid every once in a while and had protection in his bedside drawers.

Madeleine stared at the interior of the apartment, waiting in anticipation for Chris’ next move. She couldn’t see him but her thighs quivered at the sound of the condom wrapping opening up. It was silent in the apartment apart from their breathing, and Madeleine swallowed thickly as she braced herself on the table.

His belt buckle was next, the clinging of it adding to how hot it all was as he opened up his pants. Madeleine couldn’t help but gasp when his length sprung free, slapping against the back of her thigh as Chris tugged down his pants just a bit to pull himself out. He sighed out in relief, pumping himself twice before rolling down the condom.

“Fuck - Maddie.” Cameron whispered when he pulled her panties to the side, exposing her wet cunt. The tip of his cock dragged through her slit, gathering up some of her creamy arousal and she trembled in delight. He bit his lip, his chest warming at just the sight of how ready she was for him.

It made him feel arrogant and slightly unhinged, to the point he couldn’t stop himself from slapping her plump ass. Madeleine gasped and moaned, dropping her forehead a little at the feeling. Her pussy pulsed around nothing as he kept teasing her and she mewled, “God - Chris, please.”

“So polite.” He tutted, “Wondering how a girl like you can be so deprived.” He mused out loud. Maddie swallowed and pushed her ass back a little for more contact, which earned her another sharp slap in the same spot. She jerked at the feeling while Cameron stared at her red ass, his hand imprinted on her. God, he wanted to lick every inch of her skin, sink his teeth into her ass and leave hickeys wherever he could.

A shudder ran down his spine at the thought and he swallowed, clenching his teeth together while guiding himself inside of her. Maddie moaned out, tensing and arching as he filled her. He was big, and she was grateful for the prep she received from him before so she could take him. “Oh my god.” Madeleine whispered, “Fuck - shit.” The curses were endless as she panted and whimpered as he kept nudging inside of her, inch by inch.

He seemed fucking endless, and Cameron bit his lip as he intently stared at where he disappeared inside of her. Maddie’s walls clamped down around him, swallowing him deeper. She was so wet and warm it made him shake.

“Hmm, fuck.” He groaned, “Feels good, hm?”

“S-So good.” Maddie squeaked. Cameron licked his lip, keeping a hand on her ass cheek as the other moved up to her shoulder. He gave her another gentle push, and Maddie obliged as she fully leaned her torso down on the cold table. Turning her head, her cheek met the smooth wooden surface and she panted out, seeing him towering behind her from the corner of her eye.

The sight made her clench, and he smirked knowing she just needed to be thrown around tonight. With a hand on the back of her neck, he held her down as Maddie submissively brought both hands behind the small of her back with pink cheeks. Chris’ gaze shortly dropped to her wrists and he sighed shakily, “You’re a fucking dream.” With the last word, he sharply thrusted.

Madeleine’s eyes rolled back immediately as a jolt of pleasure surged through her. Even when he had searched for her g-spot a bit while fingering her, his cock was pressed right up against her spongy spot from the get-go. Chris started a rather slow pace to seize her reaction before he realized Maddie could very well take him, and he sped up.

The air got shoved out of Maddie’s lungs with each slam of his hips on her, balls slapping against the back of her thighs as he pounded her into the table. He grunted out in sync with her high-pitched moans, and Cameron flicked his eyes from the side of her face to where he was fucking into her. Her ass jiggled with each thrust and he dug his fingers into her behind to give himself a better view.

Maddie’s legs trembled as he used her to bring both of them an insane amount of pleasure. She had never had sex like this, nor had she ever trusted someone like this after just meeting them. Chris could do whatever he wanted. Madeleine was immobilized on the table - voluntarily.

“Oh, fuck.” She whimpered, “H-Harder.”

“You fucking whore.” Chris whispered in disbelief, shifting a bit on his feet to thrust sharper. Madeleine cried out at the new angle and he smirked, “Like that, hm? Are you gonna get wet on my cock?”

She didn’t respond, and Cameron gritted his teeth as he thrusted so hard the table scooted up. Maddie convulsed and her eyes opened sharply in surprise when a small wave of liquid squirted out of her. Chris moaned shakily, feeling Maddie’s orgasm gushing past his cock and he quickly pulled her up by her arms, folding her back in half.

Madeleine could hardly keep up, Chris keeping her wrists together and slipping his other hand to her throat to keep her pulled up as he fucked her roughly. Her hips bruised and her head was cocked back from the grip he had on her. She couldn’t feel her legs and her orgasm seemed endless, and Maddie slumped a bit, grateful that Chris could keep her up.

He moaned into the back of her shoulder, “Fuck - I’m gonna cum.” He breathed, scooting her up again as his hips slapped flush against her and Maddie gasped. He let go of her hands and she immediately buckled forward, holding herself up when he grabbed her hips again, tugging her back into him as he groaned and grunted through his orgasm.

Cameron felt like he ascended into heaven. His eyes were screwed shut, and when he opened them he saw near blurry. Maddie was trembling, attempting to hold herself upright on the table but struggling. They were both panting out, and Cameron smoothed his hands over her ribs before gently pulling out, making Maddie whimper at the loss of contact.

“You okay?” He checked, catching his breath. It wasn’t necessarily the longest session, but he did manage to get her to orgasm twice, one even wet and squirting.

Maddie swallowed, “Mhm. J-Just a little shaky.”

“Yeah.” Cameron exhaled, “I know, me too. Jesus Christ.”

He was gentle when putting her panties back in place to cover her up. He was still fully dressed with just his dick out of his pants while Madeleine was naked. “Can you stand?” He asked. She didn’t respond much but swayed a little when he let her go.

Cameron was quick in steadying her, “Wait - okay, I’ll get you to the couch.” He spoke, turning her around. Maddie’s face was flushed, her eyes vacant and her cheeks dry from the tears that had escaped her eyes from intensity. She swallowed as Chris cupped her cheeks and stroked her thumbs over her cheekbones before dipping his head for a kiss. She held onto his elbows as he surprised her, passionately and gently kissing her.

Madeleine wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her breasts flattening against his clothed chest. Chris held her hips and then picked her up by her thighs. His condom-covered cock pressed into her thigh as he carried her to the couch while kissing.

“I’m gonna go clean up quickly.” He spoke against her lips after setting her down on the stark white couch. Maddie sunk down into the cushion and nodded sleepily, “Okay.” She couldn’t care that she was mostly naked, needing a second to herself.

And Cameron planned on only giving her a second before she’d go snooping through the place and realize he wasn’t the owner at all. His legs felt weak and wobbly as he ran into the bathroom to dispose of the condom and wash his hands and face. He hoped that when he got back, Maddie would still be on the couch recovering and she wouldn’t have turned on any lights or go looking for his bedroom.

He zipped up his pants again and hurried back, finding her in the same position yet she felt a bit more awake. Madeleine attempted to cover herself up a bit as Chris reappeared, her eyes blinking at him. He forced her a small smile as he stood by the table, “Uh - need me to bring your clothes?”

Madeleine blushed stupidly, “Yes, please.” She breathed, holding her arms around her. Cameron nodded as he bent down, picking up the pieces of clothing and bringing them over to her before giving Maddie a bit of privacy to get dressed again.

Cameron nibbled his lip as he had his hands on his hips, his back to Maddie, “I actually have a super early morning tomorrow.” He lied, clearing his throat.

Madeleine stared at his back for a second, pausing with just one pant leg pulled up before she softly huffed and continued getting dressed, “Right.”

“Like - uh, meetings and stuff.” He breathed. Madeleine rolled her eyes as she zipped up her boots, “Chris, don’t worry. I’m leaving. You don’t have to kick me out.” Her voice sounded a little sharp and he pressed his lips together, knowing he was sort of fucking it up.

Cameron ran a hand through his hair, turning around to find Maddie fully dressed. She smoothed her hands over her clothes and straightened up, clearing her throat.

“I’ll walk you down.” Cameron muttered. Maddie wondered if this was what it was gonna be like for now. No matter how satisfying the sex was, this was horrible. He didn’t offer her a drink, or a place to stay, or even a little trip to the bathroom to clean herself up. Madeleine missed some romance, and her stomach felt tight when they both exited the apartment again.

It’s why she was extra surprised when Chris pulled her back in for a deep kiss once they were in the elevator. Madeleine’s eyes fluttered as she melted into him while the elevator took them back down. Her mind was spinning. She was tired, the alcohol was wearing off as was her confidence, and the one second Chris kicked her out while the other second, he had his tongue down her throat.

She squeaked in sensitivity when he cupped her ass, palming the skin over her pants where he had slapped her before. He groaned a little as she jerked from the touch, holding a hand on her ass and the other around her throat to gently keep her in place.

Maddie chased after him when Cameron pulled back, her gaze focussed on his wet lips. He swallowed as they broke apart again and he nudged her out of the elevator. Madeleine blinked as the cold air from the night hit her. She turned around to see Chris in the entryway of the apartment building, scratching the back of his neck, “Do I have to call a cab?” He softly asked.

Madeleine awkwardly stood there, unsure of what to make of his personality at this point. She pressed her lips together and shook her head, “No. It’s early enough that I can take the subway, it’s fine.”

“Yeah, okay.” He nodded. He forced her another small smile, “It was nice to meet you.”

“You too.” Madeleine breathed before awkwardly waving, “Bye, Chris.”

“Bye.” He exhaled back before disappearing inside.

Madeleine’s feet still killed her as she walked the streets, pulling out her phone to check for the closest subway station. She was still in her work attire, and it was over twelve hours since her shift ended and she was in desperate need of a shower and a good sleep.

She also decided - while walking towards the subway - that she’d agree to let her friend set her up. Liz and Micah had been begging Madeleine to let them set her up on multiple dates in the past, yet she always refused. She felt like she wasn’t ready and maybe she needed something lighter and easier than a serious relationship.

But if light and easy meant whatever tonight was, she didn’t want it. Madeleine craved closeness and proximity from her partner, not just sex. She wished she could be the one-night-stand kind of girl, but she simply wasn’t. The sex was incredible, but the tension afterwards just ruined it.

Meanwhile, Cameron was back in Mr. Olsen’s apartment to clean everything up and erase every trace of himself. He scrubbed the table he had fucked Maddie on and dusted off the couch a bit.

His work in this apartment was done, his project was finished. On Monday, Mr. Olsen returned to a freshly painted apartment and Cameron would move onto the next client who needed a painting job done.

As instructed, Cameron left the key in the mailbox. Once outside, the sun was coming up. He checked his watch, knowing it was quite the drive towards his own place. His lip was between his teeth when Cameron hesitated taking out a cigarette, but he did so anyway.

With the stick between his lips and a cloud of smoke trailing behind him, he walked in the direction of his van to sleep in his own bed for the night.

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