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“Oh I couldn’t,” I told him. “You go ahead.”
“I ate half just before getting in.”
My stomach rumbled again, and I grimaced.
“Take it,” he said, the smile clear in his voice. “I’d never forgive myself if I let a lady go hungry in my presence.”
“How very chivalrous,” I answered lightly.
Cameron laughed again, and I pinched my eyes closed, relishing the sweet wave of … something… that came with it.
I didn’t dare name it.
For just a moment, I wished I was scared of the dark. Or claustrophobic. That I’d have a reason to eschew social niceties and curl up against his side, allow him to make me feel better about … everything.
He was making this a bit too easy. To pretend I was someone else. Who could flirt in a situation like this, get to know someone who I’d likely never see again.
I reached forward, taking it from his grip. Our fingers brushed when I did. I cleared my throat, delicately pulling the paper away from the sandwich. “Thank you.”
I took a few bites, humming appreciatively.
Cameron was watching me. I could feel his gaze on my face as I tried to chew as quietly as possible.
When I’d polished off the sandwich, I carefully folded the paper and set it on the floor.
“Better?” he asked.
“Much.” I leaned back, stretching my legs out, careful not to tangle my feet with his. “So … a lot more than one sister,” I said.
He nodded. “Yup.”
“How many siblings do you have?” I asked.
He grinned, those teeth flashing white again. “How much time have you got?” he asked.
I spread my hands out. “A lot, apparently.”
His answering laugh warmed something inside me.
Interesting.
It had to be the strange predicament we’d found ourselves in.
Or maybe the nature of what I’d been running from had me noticing things I didn’t expect.
An impetus for sexual attraction, as it were.
Great.
Just what I needed.
Like the universe had decided to hand deliver a hot, kind man in front of my face to say—see? If you’d married Ethan, you’d never experience anything like this.
“Well, Ivy,” he said slowly, “I hope you’re a quick study because this might get a little complicated.”
Something about the way he said my name—warm, amused, a little flirty—had my stomach dipping, the pleasant sort of flip-flop you get when you crest the hill of a road going a little bit too fast.
And it gave me the strangest lightning bolt of truth.
