The Stubborn Suitor, Book Two (An Alpha Billionaire In Love BBW Romance) by Alexa Wilder

while I know for a fact that he hasn’t been sober for even a year. I wouldn’t be surprised if he isn’t sober now.”
    “If that’s the case, he can’t hide it forever,” Drew said hopefully.
    “With enough money, you can hide anything forever,” Cami responded dejectedly. “He’s a shitty father and he’s going to win simply because he has the means. I can’t even afford a half-decent lawyer.”
    Cami could no longer hold back the tears that had been threatening to fall all evening, and she turned her head away as she sobbed against her arms. She could feel the cushions shift as Drew scooted across the sofa towards her, then warm, strong arms were wrapped around her, holding her tight. Instinctively, she turned and buried her face in Drew’s muscled chest, seeking comfort in the firm grip.
    Drew didn’t try to shush her or calm her down. He just let her cry. Eventually, she was calmed by the steady beat of his heart and the hands rubbing soothing circles against her back. When she was all out of tears, she finally pulled away. She was embarrassed to see a wet spot on his shirt where she’d been crying.
    Cami quickly excused herself and slunk to the bathroom to clean herself up. Just a few hours ago, she’d completely written Drew off, and now, she was sobbing on his shoulder and leaving tear stains on his clothing. She shook her head, finding that she was too worn out to muster up too much mortification over what had just happened. Instead, she focused on splashing cool water on her face and adding a little foundation to her blotchy skin.
    When she finally headed back into the living room, Drew was sitting comfortably on the middle of the sofa where she’d left him, looking at his phone. He put it away as she approached and smiled at her sweetly. But he didn’t move back to his side of the sofa, leaving her to squeeze in next to him, their bodies still pressed together.
    Once she was situated, he wrapped his large arm around her again, pulling her in even closer. Cami knew that she should say something—that she should establish some boundaries and create some distance between them. But the closeness was just too comforting, and she felt herself move into it.
    “I’ve missed you this week,” Drew whispered against her hair as he kissed the top of her head.
    Cami closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh. “Me too,” she admitted.
    “You’ve missed you too?” he joked. “You really must be under a lot of stress if you’ve lost yourself in the process.”
    “You know what I mean,” she said, playfully slapping his chest.
    She went to move away slightly, but Drew’s large hands were suddenly cupping the sides of her face, and then they were kissing. His lips were hesitant at first, soft and questioning, as if he was seeking consent before taking things further. Cami moved into the kiss, pressing her lips against his hungrily. That was all the consent Drew needed. He was suddenly sliding his tongue against her lips until she opened for him, then began to sensuously circle it around her own.
    Cami let out a little moan, only to catch herself.
    “Madison,” she whispered against Drew’s lips.
    “I can be quiet,” he assured her, moving his mouth down to kiss and lick her neck and jaw.
    When his tongue found the sensitive skin behind her ear, Cami had a hard time keeping quiet. She bit her lip as she arched up into his embrace.
    Cami felt herself pressed back down against the sofa as Drew crawled on top of her, until his long, muscular frame was above hers, pushing her down into the cushions. It felt delicious, and Cami bit her own cheek to keep from crying out as Drew thrust his hips into her. She could feel his growing erection through his jeans, which were rubbing against the bare skin of her thigh. She could feel her little dress getting hiked up as Drew’s greedy hands began to explore her thighs.
    “No,” she whispered, pushing her dress back down.
    “Sorry,” Drew replied,