◯ ¢яуѕтαℓ вαℓℓ ◯ {Greyson}

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"You can stay," His voice was a little breathy, soft and quiet between their lips, "I won't like, attack you or anything."

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Cameron gave him a wry grin. "It's not that. I have to work in the morning. Bright and early. I'd rather not have to rush over to the garage."

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He leaned in and kissed him one last, firm time, fingers clenching in his shirt, "Fine. I'll see you tomorrow."

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Cameron took a step back and winked at him. "Who knows? Maybe your car will be ready by then."

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"I don't mind any more late-night beer and pizza dates."

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Cameron grinned before turning and walking to the door. He let himself out, shooting Sasha one last smile before stepping out into the night.

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The next day, Sasha walked towards the garage and hummed, pushing his hands into his pockets.

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As he'd said, Cameron had gotten up early that day to receive a customer before the man had to go to work. He'd been working on the car for the last few hours. Seriously, that guy needed to have his car checked out more often. He had problems all over the place.

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Sasha strolled in. He wore stiletto boots, tight jeans and a loose shirt that exposed most of his abdomen and the minute, rippling muscles there. His smile was warm and easy, eyes crinkling at the corners with the expression, "Hey, handsome.~"

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Cameron poked his head out from under the car and grinned at him. His face was dirty, as were his hands and shirt, so he definitely wasn't at his best. Then again, this was how he usually looked. "If you were hoping for your car, it's not ready."

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"Nope," He held out a brown bag and grinned, "Food."

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Cameron shoved himself the rest of the way out and then got up off the scooter. "Okay, you're officially my new best friend," he said. He walked over. "What did you bring me?"

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"Hmm, well, I baked some lasagna, made a salad, and then I got some fruit and veggies and I baked cookies, too."
Stilettos and all, he leaned up to put a soft kiss to his dirty cheek and giggled against him, "So I brought a lot.~"

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Cameron whistled softly. "Is this what you've been doing all morning?"

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"Nah- I had to go shopping with Jackson and I had to schedule gigs for tonight. Full book," He grimaced and wiggled the bag, "Take it. I promise I'm a good cook."

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Cameron smiled. "Thanks. I probably wouldn't have gotten to eat until two."

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"Sure thing," He smiled widely and leaned back on his heels, careful not to break the stilettos, "What time is it? Eleven," He muttered to himself as he glanced at his clock.

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"Have to go to work?" Cameron asked. A small frown crept onto his face after he spoke. He still didn't know where Sasha worked.

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"Mhm," He shrugged it off, "Got a full book tonight."

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Cameron nodded. "Well, if you have any time after, maybe you can swing by."