Chapter 10

Katie

I had showered and gotten ready to go out with friends. I had arranged for them to pick me up outside the base because it wouldn’t be easy for a car full of screaming girls to enter the base. I checked the time and I could see I still had nearly an hour, so I decided to pop up to see Emmy before I went to meet my friends.

I walked up the street and knocked on Cam's door.

“Come in, it is open,” he shouted.

I entered the living room and Cam was playing with Emmy on the floor.

“To what do we owe the pleasure at this time of night?” Cam asked, looking at me with his sexy eyes.

“I just popped by to say goodnight to Emmy before you put her to bed,” I replied. I sat on the couch.

Emmy made her way to me and held out her arms for me to pick her up. I grabbed her under her arms and placed her on my lap.

“There’s a cutie, cutie!” I said, bouncing her up and down.

Emmy laughed and pulled at my hair and necklace as I continued to bounce her. I looked toward Cam on the couch smiling at me.

“Where you off to then?” Cam asked as he sat up.

“Just out with friends. They are going to meet me outside the gate in a while.” I placed Emmy back on the floor.

“Any idea where you’re going?” Cam asked. “You know how much trouble you get into,” he added as he laughed.

“You’re a fine one to talk. You should be the one who is going out more, not me,” I replied with my cheekiest grin.

“How the hell am I supposed to go out more when the babysitter is going out partying?” Cam laughed.

“To be honest, I wish I could stay in, but I get bored and there is nothing to do. And, my friends would just rib me about staying at home,” I explained.

“Geez Katie, you have your own mind. You can do what you want. Fuck, you should not just do what other people want you to do,” Cam said.

Fuck he’s hot in jeans and a muscle top.

I knew he would say something sensible, and I wished he would ask me to stay with him. I would jump at the chance to kick off my shoes and chill with him for the night.

Go on Cam ask me to stay in…

I sensed he was not going to say it, so I stood to leave. “Bye for now,” I said as I headed to the door.

“Bye! Be good!” Cam replied.

I turned back toward him. “I was talking to Emmy,” I said and stuck my tongue out at him in my own cheeky way.

I stood by the gate for around ten minutes and I could see Angie’s car approaching. She pulled to the curbside, and the door opened.

“Jump in then, sleaze ball!” Angie shouted.

I climbed into the car and we headed off into the night.

“Where we going?” I asked.

“There is a party, a friend of a friend,” Angie said as she headed along the coastal road. She looked like she was ready to let lose for the night, but then again, she always looked that way.

I looked from the window and couldn’t make out many landmarks. We had hit the country and I was basically lost.

“Nearly there,” Angie said as she pulled into a Power V gas station to fill her car.

“How much further?” I asked, growing impatient.

“Third house on the left from here,” she explained and pointed up ahead as if I could see a fucking thing.

Angie paid for the gas and started the car. We headed a few minutes up the road and I counted the driveways as we passed.

“Whoa, this one?” I shouted as the driveway cut its way through the trees.

Angie drove up the driveway and we exited the trees. The house loomed before us. There were cars parked everywhere, and the house stood menacingly in the dark. It was a mock Tudor design and had spotlights in strategic positions that lit certain parts of the house and the large garden.

We got out of the car and could hear the music from the rear of the house. “Whose party is this?” I asked Angie.

“I have no idea. It was Kerry who told me about it,” she replied.

We entered the house and were instantly bombarded by music from every room. Whoever owned the house had serious amounts of money. Or, they had no idea their house was slowly being trashed by a few hundred party goers.

“Where is the bar? I’m desperate for a drink,” I asked Angie.

“Not sure, let’s try the kitchen or out the back,” she replied as she grabbed my arm and pulled me through the heaving bodies as they raised their arms in the air and jumped to the sound of the music.

“Where have Kelly and Rachel gone?” Angie asked.

“I don’t know, they were right behind me. I’m sure they will turn up at some point,” I replied as I downed a shot of tequila.

“This is sure one hell of a party!” Angie said.

“It sure is. I’m going to mingle. I will meet you back here in about an hour.”

I wandered around and found bars that had been dotted around the house. I had a drink at each one and started to feel the effects of the tequila. Everything went slightly blurred and I went outside onto the upstairs balcony for some fresh air. I could see the pool below me and the girls were getting naked as they jumped into the pool. I could see bodies all over the place, and some were even making out in the garden. I took a few deep breaths to clear my head.

“Hi there, my name is Kyle,” a voice said from behind me. I turned and could see a guy standing behind me. “I have not seen you around here before?” he asked.

“Nah, I’m from down by the base,” I replied and flipped my hair over my shoulder. I wasn’t really in the mood to talk with anyone, but he seemed to be looking to score. Brother… all guys were the same.

“A long way from home then,” he said as he approached me. “Are you here with anyone?”

“Just some friends,” I said. He stood even closer to me.

“Friends are good.” He slid his fingers under the collar of my jacket and tried to pull me closer to him.

“Do you mind?” I tried to push him away.

“Come on. You know you want to have a little bit of fun. Fuck the night away. I’ve seen your type before,” he said. He put his arm around my shoulder.

“Will you just back up,” I shouted as I tried to walk back into the house.

I had noticed that a lot of people from the party had started to leave and there was no sign of Angie or the girls. Kyle kept following me, so I headed back up the stairs as if I was going to the bathroom. I glanced over my shoulder as Kyle followed me up the stairs.

I reached the landing and quickly walked into one of the open rooms, locking the door behind me. I sat with my back against the door. Kyle was trying to talk to me asking for me to let him into the room.

“Open up!”

I sat and thought about what I could do. I reached into my jacket pocket to see how much money I had because if I could get to the gas station, I could easily get a cab. I slid my hand to the bottom of my pockets. My money… I left it home, and there was no way I could use my credit card because Dad had stopped that for the summer.

Shit, what the fuck am I going to do?

“Hey, fucking open the door. I don’t bite,” he barked loudly, and some part of me was actually concerned that he did bite.

I reached into my pocket and grabbed my cell phone, and I scrolled through the contacts A, B, and stopped at C.

“Hello,” I heard a sleepy voice.

“Cam, it's Katie. I need your help,” I replied as I began to sob. Why did I call Cam? Right, I felt safe with him. I’d have to apologize later, but for now, I just needed him. Fast.

“Katie. Do you know what time it is?” Cam asked.

“I know. I’m sorry, but my friends have left me, and I have no money,” I replied sobbing. “I’m scared. I have no way to get home,” I cried.

“Where the hell are you?” Cam said waking up. His voice was filled with anger, but I could sense the worry in it too. Relief flooded me. He wasn’t going to drill me with stupid ass questions. He was just going to come rescue me. I could easily fall in love with the man.

“I don’t know exactly, out of town on the coast road. There’s a big house, the third one after a gas station, something V it was called,” I said.

“Power V. I know it. So, where are you now?” Cam replied.

“I have locked myself in a bedroom. Some guy is trying to hit on me,” I wiped my eyes on the sleeve of my jacket. “He’s outside the locked door and won’t leave me alone.”

“Wait there. I’ll come and get you,” Cam said. He hung up the phone.

I sat in the bedroom and heard Kyle continually knocking on the door for me to let him in. Apparently, he would show me a good time, he repeatedly muttered through the door.

“Leave me alone, Kyle,” I called back through the door.

I waited for around thirty minutes until a voice called from downstairs. I got to my feet and placed my ear to the door.

“Katie, Katie. Where are you?” Cam shouted.

I unlocked the door and ran past Kyle, who looked on in shock. Cam had reached the top of the stairs and stood to face my direction. I ran up to him and threw my arms around him.

“My God, Cam. Thank you, I was so scared,” I said as I continued to sob.

“Well it’s okay now, let’s get you home,” he replied. He led me down the stairs and toward his car.

“Okay,” I clung to him tightly, not worried about what anyone thought about the situation. I hated myself for having to bother him, and even more so for getting myself into yet another stupid, shitty situation. Ugh. My father was right. I needed to grow the fuck up.

“How the hell did you manage to get out here?” he yelled as we headed down the driveway.

“I don’t know. It was Angie who drove. It was some friend of a friend that Kelly knew,” I explained in a sorry tone. “They just said it was a party, and I did not expect this.”

“Where are they now then?” he asked angrily.

“I think they left without me. I went on the balcony for some fresh air and that guy started to pester me and hit on me,” I replied, “When I looked for my friends, they’d vanished.”

“It is stupid going somewhere you don’t know, especially if you end up drunk, again. You know these kids have no restraint over themselves. Especially when they see you all dressed up and think you want them,” he added angrily.

“I’m just glad you came to me,” I said. I rested my head on the back of the seat.

“Well, Katie, I’m not very fucking happy about it. I had to wake Emmy and leave her with Owen, and as good a friend as he is, he’s not the best person to leave a kid with,” Cam said.

“I did not know what else to do. That guy really scared me. I mean, he was a real douche bag, he was worse than Peter,” I explained.

“You certainly know how to attract the wrong ones,” he snapped.

“I never did anything. I was outside and he came up behind me and grabbed my jacket and just tried to force himself on me. He said he would show me a good time and knew I wanted it,” I murmured as I started to cry again.

“That’s easy to say. You put yourself in that position. You, not anyone else. You only have yourself to blame,” he expressed in a rough tone.

I could see we’d entered back into the city limits. The lights started to blaze through the night sky. I explained more about the party and how it had gotten a bit crazy with a lot of the kids getting naked as they jumped in the pool. And how some ran around naked in the garden. And if the girls had not left me, I wouldn’t have had to call him this time.

I began to cry again. “I really am sorry Cam, but if I had called Dad, he would have killed me. He probably would have just told me to find my own way home,” I explained.

I sobbed uncontrollably, the effects of the tequila had hit the emotional button in my brain, and I had a huge sense of relief at being saved by Cam again. I leaned over to him and rested my head on his shoulder as I cried. I held onto his arm and gained comfort from being close to him.

“Cam,” I murmured.

“What now?”

“You have saved me twice now. It’s becoming a habit,” I whispered roughly, “I knew I could rely on you!”

“A bad habit for sure. I’m not sure who is more stupid between the two of us. You for putting me in that position, or me coming to help you,” he replied. “You shouldn’t rely on me like that. I can’t always save you.”

I held Cam's arm as I sobbed. He was nothing like any of the stupid dickheads I had acquaintances with. Cam was a real man and, not just in looks, he was mature and sensible. I felt safe with him.

The car slowed to a stop. We had come to an intersection and the light had just gone red.

I sat up and looked toward him. “Cam,” I cooed.

“What beautiful?” His word sunk deep inside of me. He cared about me, and not just as an object he could toy with if he wanted to, which he very much could.

Cam turned to me and lifted his hand as he wiped the tears from my eyes. I gazed into his eyes and could see the sparkle from his soul; he was a good man. I understood why I was so attracted to him. I smiled at him and leaned forward. I raised my hand and caressed his cheek as I got closer to him.

“Oh Cam,” I whispered as I placed my wanting lips onto his.

Then our lips locked and our kiss lingered for what seemed forever. The passion was so intense that it burned me, leaving me panting with need. I’d never, in my life, experienced something so damn hot, so fucking right.

I sensed Cam was pissed, but he had let all this fall by the wayside and he had not pushed me away. Instead, he embraced the touch of my lips against his. I could feel his gentle touch as his hand caressed my cheek. Our kiss continued; it was soft, tender and one so full of sexual expression. I moaned into his mouth, and he into mine.

“Katie,” he whispered. “Everything is okay now. I have got you.”

Please just don’t let me go?