Page 2 of I Loved You First

“Maybe we should take a break.”

“Maybe we should.”

Cam paused for several seconds. “That’s what you want?”

She heard the shock in his voice—the hurt—but her frustrations and her own hurt feelings fueled her on. “I guess it is.”

“Good, then. Me too.”

“Good.”

“So, you’re saying we’re done?”

“I am. We are.”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

And then she hung up and tried to focus on the one hundred-plus guests she and Leo had been overseeing at the high-end luncheon, even when she and Cam going their separate ways was never what she’d wanted.

After over a month without speaking, Cam had texted her two days ago, asking her if he could pick her up at the airport so they could talk when she flew home.

When she’d accepted his offer and taken a chance by telling him how much she missed him, he’d texted back that he missed her too. After their brief conversation, she’d wasted no time telling Simone that she needed to leave her internship early and that she wouldn’t be accepting the job in Seattle with the world-renowned event planning firm. She’d booked a flight, packed her bags, and headed to Heathrow International.

Her seven-hour flight had given her time to ponder and reflect, and she knew exactly what she wanted. Her path had never been clearer. She and Cam loved each other. They supported each other’s dreams. They had for the last six years. And that’s why, in her heart, she knew it would all work out.

Fiona grinned as she heard the car pull up in the driveway. Taking a last peek in the mirror, she grabbed her phone and hurried downstairs, throwing herself into her mother’s arms as Mom walked through the front door.

Mom laughed with delight as she returned her embrace. “Fiona, what are you doing here?”

“I wanted to come home early.”

Mom set Fi’s phone on the table, then captured her hands as she stepped back. “Europe has certainly agreed with you. You look beautiful, sweet girl.”

Fiona grinned. “Thank you. Leo helped me pick out the dress and gave me some makeup tips.”

Mom nodded as she studied Fi’s dress. “You know I’m thrilled you’re here, but I thought Cam was picking you up at the airport. In three days.”

Fiona shrugged. “He was. But I wanted to surprise him—to fix things—before I have to go back to school next week.”

Trouble clouded Mom’s blue eyes as she sighed. “Fi…”

Her light mood immediately vanished because Mom rarely said her name like that. “What’s wrong?”

Mom sighed again. “I’m not quite sure what I’m supposed to do in this situation…”

Fiona swallowed as her uneasiness grew. “What is it?”

“Come sit down,” Mom said as she pulled her over to the couch, keeping Fiona’s hand in hers as they sat. “Cam came by the house a couple of days ago, pretty upset. He shared some news that he wanted me to hear from him—that he wanted to tell you himself.”

Fiona’s heart began to pound as her anxiety increased. “Is he okay? Is he sick?”

She shook her head. “Cam’s health is fine.” Mom squeezed her hand tighter. “He and Ally Foster… She’s pregnant.”

Fiona continued to hold Mom’s gaze. “Okay…”

“The baby’s Cam’s, honey.”