* Chapter 9 *

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Chapter 9

I knocked on Cameron’s door and he opened after a few moments.

Half naked. Looking sexy as hell with that bed hair and sleepy face.

Pervet!

“What the hell?” he asked annoyed at being woken up so early.

I groaned and closed my eyes shoving the plate of French toast in his direction.

“Why are your eyes closed?” he asked in a sexy hoarse voice.

Oh god, I’m going to hell.

“I’m sleepy.” Couldn’t think of a worse reply?

I heard him chuckle.

“Open your eyes, Grace.”

“Go wear a shirt first.” I replied.

“Am I distracting you?” he asked teasingly. I could bet my life he had a smirk plastered on that godly face.

“No. You are just making my virgin eyes impure.” I mentally slapped myself for saying such a dumb thing. Before he could mention the fact that how dumb I am, I shoved the plate towards him again.

“Take the food already, it’s getting cold.”

To my surprise he didn’t argue and took the plate silently. I narrowed my closed eyes in his direction but let it go.

I turned to go downstairs opening my eyes and then I banged into something hard.

Cameron Ryder’s naked chest.

The day just couldn’t get any better.

I glared at him and before I could understand his movements, the glass of juice was poured over my head. I stood there stunned for a moment, not sure what happened.

I looked up at Cameron and he had that annoying smirk on his face.

“What the hell?” I shouted as the juice dripped from my head.

He shrugged. “You woke me up early.”

“You poured a glass of juice on me because I woke you early?”

He nodded casually.

“You crack head!” I shouted and kicked his leg.

“Ow! You are so violent.” He complained.

I wiped the juice from my forehead and gave him a threatening look. “I’m giving you a head start Cam. You better start running.”

It took him a moment to understand what I said and then he started running.

I waited for two seconds and took off after him. We ran downstairs, circling the living room as I tried to catch him.

“Give up, Grace. You’re not going to catch me.”

I didn’t waste my energy in replying him and increased my speed. He entered the kitchen and I followed him.

I let out a loud evil laugh because he had no way to escape.

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