Free Broken by Delia Steele

but I woke to the sun streaming through the window. Without thought, on autopilot I was up and dressing in my Dior mafia style velour jumpsuit. Gus had already called and had my plane being fueled ready to go. I sent my newly bought   atv on its way to the house via ups. I had kind of liked it!  With my huge Gucci shades covering my face and a star bucks in my hand I pulled the hood over my head and plugged in my headphones. Gus knew the way and it was a long ride back to Memphis, I was just ready to be home. I dozed the whole way back to Miami, the car ride sucked but once on the plane I felt back in place. My CEO took over I used the bathroom to clean up and get myself in order! Once I had my make up done and a pair of black strapped stilettos on I felt better. Not to mention the banging cream colored ruffle romper style short set I was rocking. Top it off with my long pearls and the huge flower to match in my messy side bunned hair, I was ready to be back in Miami and try to get on with life. Apparently this was the only one waiting for me.
     

Chapter Ten
    The air hit me in the face as I stepped out of the plane, man it smelled so clean the sun was shining and the sky was like a clear blue, (Cam once said he felt free because of this very thing) I had never felt so NORMAL, as I did in this moment. I may not know how to deal with rejection but I could do Miami all day long. Grabbing my over sized LV bag I headed across towards my car. Gus will have to tend to himself and my luggage I needed to clear my mind. I hit the glades just to drive and clear my mind.(epic fail) I missed my hummer, unfortunately seeing it reminded me of Cam and how much fun we had the day he taught me how country boys rambled. He was so at ease. Thinking about that day started a fire in me I couldn’t control I couldn’t give up on him, I wanted him, I needed him. The air was stale, without him the happiness was gone. I headed home to start on Operation bring Cam back to me. I may have some stalker issues to deal with because I am not letting this go.
    I can still remember our last supper on the floating restaurant the night before I showed him my life style and sent him away. I remember sitting across from him dressed to kill and thinking I could stare at him for the rest of my life. He just has this look to him it’s so easy, the way I figure life should be. We are only on this earth a short time we should enjoy it, embrace it, not fight and argue and plan, we should just be! And with Cameron that’s what I do. I am free I laugh and smile and they are real I am just me and we have the best time. He is going on and on about some crazy farming story and trouble he and his boys caused for the ole man he works for. I just want to hear his voice I don’t care if he is telling me how fertilizer is made, which I am sure he knows! “ Lexi your stunning tonight, you put the stars and moon to shame. Everything from your purposely messy curls to your tiny hot pink painted toes it’s all just perfect. Thank you for everything. But mostly for allowing me to be the one guy you picked to spend this time not dating” he winks and clink our glasses. He pays the check and we take a stroll down the beach before we head home. My shoes in my hand I walk to the edge of the water and kick it a little, smiling because for once in the last few years I am truly happy. He of course takes it further and ends up drenching me when he plows into me knocking me into the water. I can’t even be mad thou seeing as how he plants a huge kiss on me and we roll around like rollie pollies (which Cam told me all about yesterday)! Trying non-successfully to make it back to the limo he stops right under a streetlight jerks me around and picks me up like Baby on dirty dancing (how I love Patrick Swayze) sliding me down he trails tinny kisses from the swell of my breast to my neck and then slowly on my lips .I hear the click before I see the flash and I know the paparazzi is