Page 12 of Forgiveness


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Ah, so he’s a jealous suitor, not a boyfriend. The tension leaves my shoulders. I can deal with this kid.

“What would she say if I texted her right now and told her you came to my place of work to tell me to stay away from her?”

His eyes widen before averting from mine. “Don’t…” He shifts in his seat. “I’d prefer we keep this between us.”

I lean back into my chair. “So you’re here to demand that I stay away from her, but you want me to keep your embarrassing little secret. Is that it?”

His jaw clenches. “Yes.”

I shake my head as I lift my phone from my desk. “I don’t think so. I don’t see anything in it for me.” I pull up Lauren’s name in my texts. “Ah, look at this. A week ago, she sent me a titty pic. Do you want to see it?”

When his eyes grow huge and his nostrils flare, I wish I could pull the words back into my mouth. The last thing I need is for this so-called celebrity to pop me in the face in the middle of Walker Industries’ corporate headquarters.

“I saw a picture of your wife,” he says, his voice eerily quiet. “Gorgeous.”

A chill skitters over my skin.

He leans forward and sets his elbows on his knees. “I wonder what she would think if a younger man like me reached out to her. A well-known musician. What if I sent her a DM and told her I saw her picture on Instagram and was instantly smitten. So smitten I’m willing to fly out to Santa Barbara just to meet her. Here she is, bored and ignored. Her husband’s out cheating on her with twenty-two-year-old girls.” His smile doesn’t reach his eyes. “Even a good woman like her would probably be tempted.”

The rage in my veins is so heady it makes the world around me buzz. Holy fuck, I’m going to make a scene. Walker Industries’ reputation be damned. “If you go anywhere near my wife, I’ll kill you.”

His eyes flash as he stands up from the couch and walks to the front of my desk. He sets his hands on the surface and leans forward. “If you ever so much as text Lauren again, I promise you I’ll make it my mission to fuck your wife.”

CRACK!

I hardly even know what happened, but then a sharp pain shoots into my arm, and Camden stumbles back. God damn it, I didn’t mean to do that. I don’t think I’ve hit anyone since the day I tracked down Whitney’s lover.

Camden rights himself and lifts his hand to his jaw. “Holy shit,” he mutters.

Lily rushes through the door. Her eyes grow huge as she glances at Camden. “Everything okay?”

“Everything is just fine,” I say with a bland smile.

She freezes for a moment, as if not knowing what to do, but then she nods and silently leaves the room.

“Take that as a warning,” I say after she shuts the door behind her. “If you go anywhere near my wife, it will be much worse.”

To my surprise, he nods. I frown at him as he stares at my desk with unseeing eyes, rubbing his palm over his jaw. “I can’t believe I’m here. What the fuck has gotten into me?”

He clearly doesn’t need an answer, so I stay silent.

He shakes his head slowly. “She makes me crazy.”

A smile tugs at my lips. Looks like he and I understand each other better than I thought.

Camden frowns. “I feel like I’ve been in a fugue state since my brother told me about your affair with her.”

“Do you want some whiskey?” I ask. “It might help your…fugue state.”

“You have whiskey here?” He glances around my office.

“Of course.” I smirk as I walk to the cupboard at the corner of my office. “What’s the point in owning a business if you can’t take advantage of being able to do whatever the fuck you want?”

I grab the bottle from the high shelf and grab two glasses. By the time I bring Camden his drink, his eyes have that glazed quality again. I hand him his drink. “You couldn’t really call what I had with Lauren, an affair. We just—”

He lifts a hand. “Don’t give me any details.”

I chuckle. “I won’t. You said you guys aren’t dating… I’m guessing you wish you were?”

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