Reality began to set back in when he dipped his thumbs into my waistband and started to try to wiggle my pants down over my hips. I smacked his hands and pushed him away. I took a step back from him just out of his reach.

"Why did you stop coming to see me?" I had to know the truth about why he abandoned me. I didn't care if I was letting my vulnerability out into the atmosphere for everyone to see. Cameron owed me an explanation.

"You never let me see you. It was pointless to keep trying." He answered. Cameron leaned out as far as he could to grab the chain on my jeans. He pulled me back to stand in front of him again.

Note to self, chains as accessories were not always a good idea.

He pulled my knees up on the bed to straddle him and began raising my shirt up from my stomach towards my bra line. He pushed his thumbs up just inside the cups of my bra to trace the underside of my breasts.

"I can't decide which one of you is my favorite." He said, talking to my breasts as he inched closer to my nipples.

"Will you just stop?" I smacked him on the shoulder.

"You are the first one I touched and I really enjoyed the time we spent together." He said, talking to the right one. He turned his head quickly to face the left one. "But you...you are such a little tease. Looking all innocent and cute. You want me to bite you, don't you?"

Damnit, Cam was going to have me naked and begging for it if he didn't stop.

"Focus, Jessa. You still haven't completely forgiven him yet. Remember the last time you slept together? The time he used you before he sent you away?" Good Jessa chimed in after finally awakening from her slumber.

The hamster in my brain had finally started to run on the wheel again. The power turned back on inside my head. Better late than never.

"Damnit, Cameron, stop," I commanded as I grabbed his chin to make him look at me.

"You can't still be angry at me about what happened." He pulled his eyebrows together and frowned.

"You slept with me and lied about where you were taking me. You had me committed against my will. How am I supposed to feel?" I was whispering loudly in case Romeo and Juliet were done banging in the other room.

"You wouldn't have gone there any other way." He said, closing his eyes. Cam gave up trying to take my shirt off when I pushed his hands back down. He flopped back on the bed, pouting like a little kid who was told they couldn't get a candy bar in the checkout lane at a grocery store.

"Why sleep with me that night? How was that a part of the master plan?" I placed my hands on his chest and looked down at him as I straddled his lap.

Why hadn't I climbed off of him yet?

"It wasn't. I was getting ready to lose you. I knew you would write me off the moment you saw that treatment center. I took my only shot to be with you." He said, looking back up at me innocently.

How could he be so calm right now? I was absolutely livid with him.

"So you slept with me just because you could?"

My heart was hurting at his confession. That was not exactly what I wanted to hear. I'm not sure what kind of answer he could have given me that would have justified his actions. That was the real reason I was so angry with him. I made myself completely vulnerable to him and he used his charm to manipulate me into having a fling with him before he turned me over to a mental institution.

"No, I did it because I am in love with you." He studied my face.

"It's really messed up to sleep with someone while lying to them, Cameron." I frowned.

"I know, Jess. I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking. You're so beautiful. You kind of just bring that out of me." He was laying it on thick.

"So, because you find me attractive, that justifies you being an idiot," I said sarcastically.

"Well yeah." He gave me a stupid, goofy grin. I could never stay mad for very long at that delicious smile. It didn't mean I should jump back in bed with him, though. What happened between us was still not resolved for me. I wasn't ready to forgive him yet.

Cameron and I were clearly not even close to being on the same page. He grabbed my hips in his hands to hold me in place as he started working himself underneath me.

"Cami, we are supposed to be talking right now," I whispered in a low, breathy voice. I was trying to not give him any indication of how much he turned me on. I was failing miserably. I was fighting with my body not to move on top of him.

"No confusing signals. Be strong." Good Jessa reminded me.

"Talking is good. I can talk if that's what you want, darling." He pressed into me so hard that he lifted me up. "You feel that? That is what happens every single time I think about you."

"Cameron." I panted.

"Jessa, you are such a naughty girl." He continued grinding against me.

"You know what, don't listen to anything I just said. I forgot how good he feels. Go ahead, pull it out. You deserve this. Come on him as many times as you can." Good Jessa was moaning in my head.

Good Jessa was about to go to time out for bad behavior. She was a very filthy girl. She was naked for him with her legs spread open. She had three fingers already pushed inside as she went to town on herself.

"Correction, four fingers now, Jessa, and it still doesn't fill us like his big dick." Bad Jessa called from her cage.

Damnit.

"I'm still mad at you," I grumbled.

"I don't really care. Take it out on my cock then." He replied.

My phone went off and I jumped up from his lap quickly to go see who was calling me. I stepped away from Cam to pick it up from the dresser where I left it. His face fell when he went to grab for me again and I was just out of his reach.

"Jessa." He complained.

It was my mom calling. I didn't feel like answering it. Cameron and I weren't even close to being finished with this conversation. I just sent it to voicemail and then typed her a quick text message back.

Me: At Cam's, staying over. Took my meds already. Love you. Goodnight.

I hit the send button and placed it back down on the dresser. I started to walk back over to Cam to finish the conversation we needed to have. This time I wasn't going to be straddling his lap with his dick pressed against me.

Cam's phone started ringing. I looked back over to the dresser and the words "Lucifer" popped up on the screen.

"Who is this?" I picked up the phone and handed it to Cam to show him.

"Your Dad," Cam said, swallowing as he looked down nervously.

"You can't be fucking serious." I threw my hands up.

"Hello, Mr. Miller. Yes..." Cam answered. "Yes, Jessa is here with me."

I ripped the phone out of Cam's hand and brought it up to my ear. My parents were insane. I hadn't done anything since I had been out to deserve this kind of treatment from them. I was a tea kettle and my burner was turned up too high. I was about to go off.

"Will you all just quit treating me like I am a child?" I screamed into the phone.

"Sweet Pea, we were just making sure you were with Cameron."

"Yes, Dad. We are in his bed and I am on top of him right now. He is butt ass naked, except for his old man socks. We are totally about to get it on." I hit the end call button and threw the phone at Cam's head.

Cam's phone started ringing a second time and 'Lucifer' popped up again. He lifted the receiver back to his ear quickly.

"Hello, Sir."

Pause.

"Mr. Miller, no sir. We are not."

Pause.

"Oh, no. I definitely wouldn't be wearing my socks if I was about to..."

Pause.

"Hello? Mr. Miller? Are you there? Hello?"

"Well, Cam, it's been nice knowing you," I grabbed my boots from the floor. I slipped them back on over my feet and zipped them back up. I slung my bag over my shoulder and began to walk towards the bedroom door.

"You're not staying with me?" He jumped up quickly to stop me.

"Nope, not going to stay here to be a witness when my Dad comes and murders you with a baseball bat for trying to defile his only daughter. We Millers have to stick together." I said crinkling my nose at him.

I texted my Mom on the way out the door.

Me: Call Dad off. I'm on my way home.