“Corbin?”
Knock-knock-knock
I came up startled at the sudden knocking on the door, waking Corbin up in the process as he was holding onto me. “Yeah.” He called out lazily, his voice hoarse but still damn sexy as ever.
“Is Camille with you? I’ve tried knocking on the door but there is no answer.” My face flushed at Mike’s vague and open question. Handling it as if it wasn’t a big deal which was still a bit embarrassing to me as it was something I was still getting used to.
“Yeah, what’s up?” Corbin asked, unbothered.
“Your mom wants both of you at breakfast. She will take no excuses and make no exceptions. So, hurry up in there as we have to leave for the track also in a few hours.”
Corbin gave me a naughty smile when I lied back down facing him and he gathered me back in his arms.
