Cameron Mitchell

“You wouldn’t,” he said simply, smiling even as Cameron grumbled and scowled at him. Joshua gestured to the boy, “Or else you’d be out with a hunter and not in vampire territory, let alone, at my door.” He didn’t skip a beat as he led Cameron to the dining room and pulled out a chair for Cameron.

He’s impressed that Cameron came on over, especially with the word ‘offer’ leaving his lips. Joshua took one more look at him, studying the ruddy cheeks of his. The cold did a number, but my, does it stir at Joshua’s hunger. The vampire sat down at the table, resting his chin on the crown of his knuckles, “I am aware what I proposed,” he replied in a soft purr.

“The question, however, is whether you’re aware of what you’re asking. I can give you as much money as you need, but it comes at a price.” He looked from Cameron’s eyes to the human’s body, taking his time in looking over his form. My, it’s a wonder he’s still alive. Joshua will keep him here for the night–it’s far too cold for him to wander around.

“There’s still time for me to change my mind and flee,” Cameron joked with a smirk as he looked at the other man. Cameron chuckled as he looked at the other man. “Could always just google it and I’m sure I can find a phone number as soon as possible.” Cameron joked with a smirk. 

Cameron should be happy and relaxed that the other man could remember what he proposed...But for some reason, the way he said it had Cameron on edge. Cameron was waiting for him to take it back. Just about every good thing that’s been dangled in front of him has happened that way...Dangled in front of him before being moved out of his reach. 

Looking through the windshield of the car, Jacques gets a good look at the other’s ass as he passes in front of the headlights. The way the tight pants clings to the curve of it makes the vampire lick his lips. He’s glad he decided to stop tonight. Something tells him he’s going to thoroughly enjoy his time with Cameron, even if it is a one-off thing. Jacques is okay with that. He hasn’t been on to keep long-term partners since his human life, he knows the ache and pain that can come along with that – especially when you’re immortal.

Now it’s Jacques turns to chuckle, voice deep and rich like chocolate, reaching into his back pocket to pull out a money clip. He opens the leather bound clip, pulling out six, crisp one hundred dollar bills, and then passing them over to Cameron, eyes locked on the handsome male’s face, illuminated by the faint glow of the radio that plays a smooth, jazz tune. “I can’t say I blame you.” Jacques says, letting his gaze linger on Cameron for a moment more before he finally puts the car in drive and starts towards his home.

“So, do you tell your clients your name, or is that one mystery you’d like to keep?” Jacques questions as he drives, taking a right at a red light and passing someone who appears to be trying to rob a pharmacy. Jacques keeps driving.

Cameron could feel the other man’s eyes on him as he passed the car’s headlights, and didn’t even try to hide the cocky smirk that was on his plump lips as he got in. Cameron knew the effect that he had on people...Hell, his life and wallet depended on that effect that he had on people. Why not use it to his. advantage, after all? 

Cameron’s eyes widened as he saw just how effortlessly and almost lazily the other man pulled out the money. Cameron took the money, allowing his fingers to brush against the other man’s as he did so. “Glad you can see things from my point of view,” Cameron purred as he looked at te other man and watched as he began to drive the car towards what Cameron was going to assume was his home. 

“My name is Cameron,” Cameron said with a shrug of his shoulders and a cheeky grin. “Whether that is my real name or not? That’s the mystery.” It totally was, but there was nothing wrong with playing with people from time to time in his eyes. 

There is a lot that hints to the amount of wealth that Jacques possesses. He spent his human life as a slave on a plantation right outside of New Orleans. When he was turned, he was finally able to gain control over his life, to create his own freedom. He also made sure that he would be able to enjoy the finer things in life, things that he never would’ve been granted permission to have when he was still a human. That’s one thing that Jacques views as a positive that’s come along with his being a vampire. There are plenty of other negatives though. Still, Jacques has mostly gotten past that self-loathing stage of all of this. His money speaks for itself though. He’s driving a sleek, black Rolls Royce, a gold chain hangs around his neck, and he’s donning a perfectly tailored expensive suit.

“Thank you.” Jacques says in reply to the compliment on his car, one of his most prized possessions, he turns his eyes back out of the window and at the other’s handsome face, the dim light glowing off of his skin. Jacques shrugs his shoulders, looking out of the windshield for a moment and chuckling softly. “I needn’t worry about how expensive you are.”

“Besides,” Jacques says, his voice dripping in husky lust, eyes turning back to look at Cameron, “I only have a taste for the finer things in life. Now why don’t you stop talking and get in?”

The other man definitely looked rather rich. With the suit, the gold chain that looked like it was made out of real gold, and the expensive and sleek looking car. But Cameron has ran into plenty of people who appeared to be more rich than what they actually were, and had gotten screwed over (figuratively and literally) in the process. 

The other man’s words practically caused Cameron to shiver with a mixture of greed, disgust, and jealousy. He assumed the other man was one of the monsters of the city considering the fact that it’s basically impossible for a human to be rich in this stupid town. Hell, the shitty apartments that was basically all the humans could live in were rather shitty for the outrageous rent prices they had to pay. “Just wanted to make sure.”

Cameron chuckled when the other asked him to stop talking and get in. “Bossy, bossy...I like that.” Cameron smirked as he turned to walk towards the passenger’s side door, allowing the other to see just how tight the pants clings to his ass before he gets inside the passenger. “That’ll be 600 dollars. I would ask for payment after the services, but I’ve been scammed more than once in the past.” Cameron said after closing the door. 

Joshua was at home for a change. Often chained to the church in assessing tithes and assembling sanctioned events, he rarely came home unless for a moment’s rest or to tend to the yard work time and again. A shout and knock on the door rose him from his stupor. Joshua adjusted the sleeves of his navy sweater, dragging them down as he strolled to the door. The deadbolt unlocked with a click and the doorknob turned suite. Seeing the pale human on his steps, no doubt with a less than pleased expression, perplexed him.

He was still grateful to see Cam at all. The boy’s fascinating to him in the way jewels are to the rich, or food to the poor. “Cold as…?” the vampire trailed off, only to bark out a soft laugh. “Only you would know, I assume.” He stepped aside and waved the boy in.

The rush of cold wind meant nothing to Joshua and his vampirism. If he were in Cameron’s shoes, a human out in the winter day, then his skin would singe and burn under it. To fee alive again was a treasure he’d never receive. Joshua closed the door once Cam entered the warm abode, “What can I do for you? Do you want any refreshments?” He asked, tone ever warm and smooth.

Cameron looked up when the slowest vampire in the world finally answered his damn door. The human took little time entering the man’s house in an attempt to warm up, and scowled when the other said that he would know I assume. “Don’t make me find the closest hunter and strike a deal with them.” Cameron snorted and grumbled as he rubed his hands on himself, trying to use the friction to jump-start some warmth.

“I wanted to discuss that...Offer,” Cameron grumbled before nodding his head. “I’ll take anything you have.” Of course, Cameron wasn’t going to be stupid enough to turn down anything the other man had to offer. There was close to nothing in the refrigerator back at home. So he would be a freaking idiot to do otherwise.

“That offer of yours about...You know? Money.” Cameron decided to clarify just in case the other forgot the offer that he had made.

This wasn’t something that Jacques did often. It’s not like it was particularly hard for him to find someone to share his bed with for the night, but had driven past this spot one more than one occasion after leaving the warehouse where he conducted his business – if drugs and weapon dealing could be considered that. The lamp post boy, someone who had caught the vampire’s eye every time he passed and saw him.

Tonight was no different. 

Dark brown, nearly black eyes, fall on the figure standing beneath the dim light of the street lamp, and Jacques can’t stop himself from pulling the car over to the curb, rolling down the darkly tinted window. Jacques has always been someone who’s acted on any desire he might be feeling, and tonight he was finally going to give in to purchasing that lamp post boy. 

“Hello,” Jacques says, voice deep and smooth, like the purest whiskey. His tongue slides along his lips as he lets his eyes fall down Cameron’s body. “I was hoping that I might be able to borrow you for a few hours at least. I’m plenty good for it.” 

Cameron needed to make a lot of money, and a lot of money quick. Cameron was just about to start considering the possibilities of fucking mowing lawns or some stupid shit like that when a car slowed down in front of him. Cameron blinked for a moment before he realized that the window was rolling down, and the cheeky human grinned as he heard the other man’s greeting.

“Hey there,” Cameron purred back as he moved away from the lamp post and towards the other man. “Nice car.” Cameron complimented. He knew there was a lot that someone’s car could tell him...Especially when it comes to just how much someone could make. Although the power of loans also made that not to reliable, but Cameron made sure to keep his eyes peeled for anymore clues as to just what this other man’s pay range was about.

“Is that so?” Cameron asked, the corner of his lips turning up even more as he looked at the other man. “May pay isn’t cheap, you know?” The human said with a smile.

Fuck...This sucked.

Things were easier when Cameron was simply letting some stupid man fuck him for the money. But having to go so low as to come to this man and ask for it? It felt worse. At least when he was selling himself, it felt like he was doing a service...It felt like a job. And lord knows that it was hard for humans in this city to get jobs that didn’t involve some monster taking a chunk out of their neck.

Cameron would let them have his ass, but not that...He wouldn’t become a blood doll...Or at least, that’s what he told himself. But there was a voice inside of his head that reminded him that money was money, and at this rate he’d be homeless in a month or two...And that was being quite generous.

The man looked at the stupid card in his hand and looked back up at the address. Cameron had come here every day since their meeting, but had failed to actually go up and knock on the door. The hardened young human was prideful...And despite the gang, he was used to being a lone wolf. So the fact that someone was offering help, and help that he needed...It was a hard pill for him to swallow.

The man’s house was in fucking vampire county, which meant the other man was likely a vampire. Which would explain why the stupid fanger knew he was lying. Although Cameron was getting better at hiding his heartbeat when he was lying, he still slipped from time to time. The pale human finally sighed and decided that today was the day...Especially with that eviction notice on his door.

They were so screwed.

Cameron made his way towards the door and knocked loudly. He knew that he could knock lightly and the other would likely hear it just from that, but the little shit didn’t care. He just needed a reason to take his frustration out on something right now. “Hey! Open up!” Cameron grumbled as he knocked again, the cold causing a rosy tint to come to his cheeks as he quickly stuffed his hands back into his pockets. “It’s as cold as a vampire’s balls out here.” Cameron crudely joked.

Cameron was used to seeing many things, especially in this town. A lot of people think that you have to be supernatural to see just how fucked up this town is...But that’s not the case. Especially when you basically lived off the streets, you didn’t get the privilege of being blissfully ignorant. Cameron could see how fucked up this town was...Could see the monsters it was littered with. Some of them weren’t to bad though...Like Joshua. The same Joshua that he had noticed as that was on the same street as Cam as he approached a potential John. The vampire, damn him, had quickly become one of the few that Cameron considered a friend.

Which was why, right when he was about to start talking to the potential client, he moved without much thought when he saw a red dot suddenly appear on the other man’s back. One word flashing through the human’s mind. Hunters. “Move!” Cameron yelled as he pushed the vampire out of the way. Pain suddenly exploaded through his shoulder as he felt the bullet push itself through his body, a cry of pain coming from the human’s mouth before he could even think of stopping it.

Joshua saw the air leave Cameron’s heart, deflating it with the reality theft became a whole lot harder. The vampire was right to be cautious, even with his age and its added strengths; Cam was going to rob him one way or another.

“If I weren’t so nice, you wouldn’t be making it home to your friend,” he started, voice rather kind despite the threat of the words. He knew better than to kill Cameron, after all, the witty thing started to grow on him, Why eradicate Cameron when he could develop a…relationship with him?

“I don’t give out such details, unfortunately. I have a promise to uphold,” he teased, making up for the little ‘bombshell’ he dropped on Cam. Joshua slid in after him, closing the door with a muffled slam and cracked a smile. Such a funny thing, thinking he could steal under Joshua’s nose. Try as Cameron might, the vampire wouldn’t let him get away unpunished,

“I wish to see you back safely, that isn’t an issue, is it?” He asked, leaning back in the seat while an arm rest on his lap. Joshua stretched his other behind Cam, but not touching the man. He tested it out, feeling the car roll forward and pull out of the street. “Where are we dropping you off, Cam? As much as I would like to take you home, I imagine your friend has explaining to do.”

The human figured that perhaps he could just find a way to ditch the other...Get the ride back to his shitty apartment building and then find a way to find more money once the vampire and this glorified uber leave.

“I suppose you have a point there,” Cameron said as he laughed, making it as friendly and carefree as possible before turning towards Joshua. “I am thankful for this man. Lord knows what kind of weirdos could have snatched me up before you, you know?” Cameron said with a cheeky smile on his face.

“Now you’re just being a tease,” Cameron snorted when the other man said that he couldn’t name them and that he had promises to uphold. “You shouldn’t be playing with little ole me like that.” Cameron said as he tried to observe the surroundings as he did so.

He told the other his address, an apartment complex that definitely has seen better days and is on the more seeder side of town. “Why would it be an issue?” Cameron snorted, pretiending to observe his nails as if it truly wasn’t like he was ruining his plans for tonight. “Oh you can drop me off right at home. I’ll just march up and give him a piece of my mind.”

Cameron merely rose an eyebrow, not at all ashamed that the other man had caught him staring at  the other’s rather hot body. “What? Can you blame me for taking a peak?”

It’d be easy to roll his eyes at the boy, but he had no intention of giving in that easily. Joshua instead rose his shoulders half an inch, dropping them shortly afterwards. He was prepared to reply, to better understand the energy that fueled Cameron’s smirks and laughter, when the boy took a theatrical approach.

Pearl-clutching, Cameron honed in on the shock factor to get his point across. If frivolously, in Joshua’s mind. “If that is your assumption, I am afraid that reality may be horrific for your eyes,” he eyed Cameron while resting a hand at his side, the other in his back pocket. He could have closed the distance and pinned Cameron to a wall, show what naughty could mean, but that’d scare the boy and then some. 

His face isn’t a rare one, but having Cameron aware of his church, the crowd that he enlisted, all the while harboring Joshua’s ‘secret’? He’d need to keep the boy on a firm leash to prevent a parishioner-led uprising.

“Worse? I can name a few,” he tutted, chastising Cameron’s humor with a small smile. The car at last drove up the street, pulling to a stop as its headlights illuminated the dark and the black hood glistened under the streetlamp’s light. Joshua decided to tag along, use the car to get back to the church once Cameron’s taken care of. Knowing where the human lived couldn’t hurt. 

“The ride is here. Come on,” he opened the door, stepping aside for the human to slide into the leather cabin, “we can continue our conversation here. Better a car than the streets, yes?”

Cameron rose an eyebrow at the other man and snorted. “Oh, is that so?” Cameron asked with a chuckle as he looked at the other. “Then perhaps you’d like to explain to me just how horrifying the true reality is?” Cameron asked with an amused expression as he looked at the other man. 

“Feel free to name them so I’ll keep my eye out for them,” Cameron offered playfully. His attention was taken away though by the rather awesome looking car that had Cameron’s greedy eyes basically sparkling with delight. Oh...There was definitely some valuebles in there he was sure...

...And of course, this bastard had to ruin it. Cameron’s gaze turned towards him, surprise written on his face before he could school it. “You’re coming too?” Cameron asked as he shook his head to get the surprise to leave his face. 

“I suppose...” Fuck...And here he thought he had about to hit big...Now the fact that he wasn’t hitting at all sucked even more so. Fuck...Fate sure could be cruel sometimes. Cameron entered the car, whistling as he did so. “Definitely the fanciest uber I’ve seen.”

Joshua found this night to take an interesting turn with Cameron around. Even though it had been fifteen minutes most since Cameron wandered along, the boy’s already proving to be quite the entertainer. He’s assuming it’s part of his job, making ends meet in one way or another. Looking over Cameron, that job may very well involve his body. Had he been followed by a prostitute? What a sight to see. 

His smile widened a notch at the quip trailing after praise for the vampire. Daddy? Hey now, he had no kids of his own–just vampires sprinkled throughout the ages. But, being called Daddy never threw him off. The vampire gestured beyond the sidewalk, as though referencing a church further down in neutral territory, “Paying is the least I can do to ensure your safety. I preach in a church, if that wasn’t evident enough. However,” he rose a brow.

“Daddy is a term reserved for few.” He rolled his shoulders back under Cameron’s quick introduction, a little lackluster in comparison to his earlier performance. The boy was honest with his name, at least. “It’s nice to meet you, Cam. I simply wished it were under different circumstances. It shouldn’t be long until the car arrives,” he commented, looking over to the street close by. Cars rolled past here and there, but none fit the body of his ride service. 

Being so close, it’s hard to ignore the live, fresh blood pumping through Cameron’s veins. Even one look at the boy further reminded him of the delicacy below flesh, one only humans could so finely brew. If he were of the lesser type, he’d easily compare humans to regenerative juice boxes. One taste and he’d be set.

The boy wasn’t his, but he could be. 

Cameron snorted when the other said that he preached in a church if tat wasn’t evident enough. “Oh really?” Cameron drawled out with a smirk. “I never noticed.” Cameron chuckled as he looked at the other with a rather amused expression. 

He was rather thrown off though when the other said that Daddy is a term reserved for a few people. “My oh my...” Cameron let out a scandalized gasp and a shake of his head. “Who would have known religious leaders to be so...naughty?” Cameron asked with a playful shake of his head. 

“It was nice to meet you as well,” Cameron admitted with a nod of his head. “I suppose there were worst people I could have been stuck talking too.” Cameron hummed with a nod of his head. “Like that one priest...Oh wait...” Cameron joked with a playful smirk before chuckling.

Cameron’s a small thing, compared to himself. Not in age and species alone, but the height and figure made it all the more easier for Joshua to overcome him, if it ever came to that. But they’ve been civil thus far and civil they will be. Humans always were an interest of his, especially the ones that better fit a lamb archetype. 

Cameron was befitting on the surface, but in due time, he may very well have a little pet of his own. Joshua at last slipped his phone out, effortlessly unlocking the electronic and then plucking a contact of his, a private company he used to get between sermons and events alike. “Hello? I will be needing a ride for a friend of mine. One car will do tonight. Mmhm,” he flickered his gaze to Cameron. Gauging where the boy was heading? 

“He will tell you, yes. Put it on my card.” After a ‘take care’ slipped past the priest’s lips, he hung up the phone. It was a five to ten minute wait, leaving them plenty of time to make something of it. The comment of sex resulted in a simpering smile. A little detail like that made for a more plausible story.

“Wherever he is, I hope there are repercussions. It was unfair of him to leave you here,” he answered, tone shifting to a soft hum, sprinkled with concern over the other. The phone returned to his pocket, then he flashed a gentle smile, “An introduction is in order, I feel. Many call me Father, but Joshua is fine, too.”

Cameron listened to the other man’s words carefully as he was on the phone, although he pretended to be more interested in the sky. Okay...So it was a business...So he would be in the backseat, more than likely. That would make things more complicated...But perhaps a threat or two would get the job done...If the driver was human. 

“Aw, paying it for me? My knight in shining armor.” Cameron said with a chuckle and a smirk as he looked at the other. The human snorted when the other said that he better be repercussions and he smirked. 

“Oh trust me, there will be...I’m not known for being the most forgiving person.” Cameron said with a smirk and shook his head, lying straight through his teeth. And when the other man said many call him father, Cameron couldn’t help but to be tempted to make a joke. 

“Closest thing to being called Daddy these days, huh?” Cameron joked with a snort before shaking his head and figuring he should introduce himself. He knew he probably shouldn’t say that to a religious person, but Cameron...Just didn’t really care, to be quite honest. He wouldn’t filter himself for anyone’s beliefs. “My name is Cameron. Some people call me Cam. I don’t mind either way.” Cameron admitted with a shrug of his shoulders.  

Dorian had an amused look on his face as the other spoke of love, something he hadn’t expected to be brought up. Maybe, for someone more normal love would have been the typical thing to associate with what he said, but Dorian didn’t think like that. It did clue him in to a good portion of the boys feelings.

There was a very quiet chuckle at the kids response to his little care about money. Dorian, in all his life, had never struggled for money, even when he had been human he had been at least comfortable. Now he had an almost obscene amount of wealth. 

“Only eight hundred?” He asked curiously, confused at how little the price was. “You only charge eight hundred for a stranger to use your body? Oh we’ll have to change that.” The vampire was tsking now as he started to lead Cameron deeper into the city toward his penthouse. For a whole night he had expected at least a thousand.

Now that definitely caught Cameron’s interest. The boy licked his lips when the other asked only eight hundred and looked at the other. “How...How long are you intending for this session to last?” The human asked the other curiously. The other had asked him if his night was free, but the human was under the impression that the other was just looking for a one time thing. 

A hit it or quit it, so to speak. 

“What do you think would be a good price?” Cameron asked the other man curiously as he walked with him, a small frown on his face. “Eight hundred is a pretty high price for a one time session.” Cameron pointed out with a shrug of his shoulders before he suddenly thought of something. 

“Or were you wanting this to be a more lengthy session?” He asked with a frown, wondering if the man truly was asking earlier if his entire night was freed up. 

“Surprises can be so fun though.” He didn’t care to talk about those horrid movies any further, they made his kind look so… laughable. “Some people will do some crazy things for someone they care for.” Dorian paid close attention to the other’s response to this, it would definitely help gauge what he tried to press for tonight. 

He couldn’t help but notice the little shiver from the younger, having to hide the proud feeling at obviously having given him that feeling. He nodded a bit, hands going into his pocket as he turned and started to walk, assuming Cameron would follow. 

“Sure.” He sounded disinterested in money talk, he hadn’t worried about money in almost a hundred years. “Of course you do.” He agreed, but there was an uncaring din to his voice. “Just tell me how much you need and you’ll get it.” Hell, if Cameron wanted to stick around he’d probably get an allowance. 

Cameron snorted and rolled his eyes when the other said that surprises can be fun. “If you say so,” Cameron has been ‘surprised’ one to many times by cops and rival gang members to find any type of surprise fun...They just left the boy with a feeling of anxiety and near-dread. “Love makes people dumb and stupid.” 

The other man’s words had Cameron almost stumbling, but he was able to keep himself from doing so. To have the money to say things so carelessly...The man must have been loaded. Cameron bit his bottom lip contemplatively as he considered his next move...Wondering where was enough to get them almost caught up on bills but not enough to scare the other man away. 

“Hm...So you’re Mr. Money Bags, huh?” Cameron asked with a chuckle before nodding his head. “Alright...Eight hundred dollars then.” Cameron said. That was a large amount of money...But surely with the other man seeming so confident and well off, he would be able to give that to Cameron right? 

“A great value Riley.” He repeated with a smirk. At least the kid had a good sense of humor. And that smirk, oh he could see lesser men bending to the will of that smirk. “What, you don’t like surprises?” He arched a brow, Dorian loved a good surprise, whether  it was for him or someone else.

The vampires eyes narrowed for a moment at the sass from the other, then, ever so slowly, cracked a cold smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. He nodded in confirmation at the question though. He had decided that he wanted Cameron, at least for the night.

 He was going to sus out the other, there was a few things he wanted to find out. Mainly if he could manipulate him into being a little pet of his. He liked to feed straight from the source and he liked sex, this boy was pretty and interesting. Dorian would see if he was worthy. “Come on then, little one.” 

Cameron snorted and rolled his eyes. “I wouldn’t put it that way...He let himself get completely used by that redheaded bitch. He was a dumbass.” Cameron said with a roll of his eyes as he remembered the plot upon more detail. “Surprises don’t exaclty fair well for those in my position.” Cameron said with a shrug of his shoulders. 

Cameron shivered at the look that the other man was giving him. It was almost...Predatory. Cameron worked hard to keep the aloof and carefree mask on his face, needing the money that the other man would provide. 

“Alright...As we’re walking, I think it’d be fair to discuss the payment.” Cameron said as he moved towards the other with a raised eyebrow. “A boy has food and rent bills, you know?” Well lately, it’s been more bills than food sadly. But there was no need to tell the other just how truly desperate he was for money. People in this city could be quite power hungry, after all.

Dorian was amused, which wasn’t a good thing for Cameron. If he was too intrigued he might just keep the kid for himself. He did happen to be a master of compulsion. “Hotter?’ His brows rose.”I’ve been told I look like one of the vampires from that retched movie. I believe his name was Riley.” At least that’s what his coworkers daughter had insisted.

“Well that would ruin the surprise wouldn’t it?” Dorian held on for a few moments longer and then sighed and straightened up, releasing the boys chin. “Are you free tonight?” He suddenly asked. Hiring a prostitute wasn’t his usual style, he usually got conquests without much convincing, but this was interesting to him.

He didn’t bother asking for a price, he had more money than the kid could probably fathom so it wasn’t like it was a problem for him.

“Oh, the hot blonde?” Cameron hummed and tilted his head as he scrutinized the other. “I don’t see it.” Cameron finally said before shrugging his shoulders with a smirk. “Riley could have my ass free of charge. I guess you could pass for like...A great value Riley.” He teased playfully with a smirk. 

“Who does surprises anymore?” Cameron asked with a snort. If there was one thing Cameron equated to surprises due to past experiences? It was a mixture of pain, anxiety, and trouble. 

When the other asked him that question, Cameron almost coughed. “Am I free-No, I have a client in my motel room just sitting there waiting as we speak.” Cameron sassed with a shake of his head and a chuckle. “Yes, no one’s reserved me quite yet.” Cameron said before raising an eyebrow and offering the other a flirty smile. “You feel like changing that?”