Page 96 of For the Cameras

I could never have imagined telling anyone about what I filmed myself doing, let alone that I’d find someone who was just as into it as I was.

Over the past few weeks, there had been plenty of times where I’d witnessed Chase get spooked about all things involving a committed relationship. There was one morning where he woke up next to me in my bed, turned over, and blurted out to me that he was worried he was spending too much time at my place. He’d slept over for three nights in a row, and had opened up to me in a panic, asking if it was “too much” that he’d been there that long.

I’d softy chuckled, hugged him close to me, and kissed the top of his head. Chase could spend as much time as he wanted in my place, and I’d only be happier for it. I told him so.

Truthfully, I even found his little freakouts to be charming. Chase had seemed so confident and untouchable when I’d first met him, and I never would have thought anything could bother him at all.

Ilikedthat he’d let me into his heart in a deeper way. Shown me the things he was scared of. The parts of himself that he thought were shameful.

And I loved all of them.

When we pulled up outside of one of the nicest houses I’d ever seen just over three hours later, Chase had just woken up from his nap in the passenger seat.

“See?” I teased him. “I was exactly right about how you’d be on a road trip.”

“And I didn’t snore?”

“You didn’t,” I said. “You made a cute sighing sound at one point, though.”

His smile was so contagious. He leaned over, pressing a kiss to my lips before he looked out the front window.

“Holy shit. Is this Emmett’s house?”

“Pretty amazing, huh?”

It was a modern, wood-and-glass mansion tucked into its own little section of the Aspen mountains.

“Looks like Shawn and Nathan are already here. That’s their brother Tristan, too. Charlie said he’s coming, right?”

“I think the gang’s all going to be here,” I said. “Emmett Waycott’s motto seems to be the more, the merrier.”

Chase reached over and rubbed my shoulder. “You going to be okay? I know it’s a social event.”

I pulled in a long breath. “You want to know something crazy? I hadn’t even thought about that. This is the kind of party that would usually make me nervous, but I feel reallygood, actually. I know these guys, by now. I really like them. And I have you here with me.”

Something twinkled in his eyes. “And you’re ready to…”

I swallowed. “Go public?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

We hadn’t told any of the other Fixer Brothers guys that we were officially dating, yet.

“I’m ready,” I said. “I’m more than ready. But are you sure you are?”

A smile formed on his lips. “I’m actually so fucking excited to tell them.”

My heart fluttered in my chest. “I would have thought you’d be freaked out and ready to back out of telling people the moment we got here.”

He shook his head. “No. I really want to. I want people to know that I’m yours.”

I saw how his eyes flickered to mine right after he said it, the little sign that he was worried he might have been too intense, or said too much.

But he hadn’t.

Nothing he ever did was too much for me.

“I love that you’re mine,” I said softly. “And that you’re here with me.”