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“I had a virtual meeting with my trainer this morning and did my workout at home,” he mutters, placing a lid on the pot and turning down the flame on the burner.
“Camden.”
He spins around and leans against the counter, his eyes fixed on mine. “Jordan.”
“Stop. You’re overreacting. Afterhe showed up, I realized I don’t care about revenge anymore, I simply want him to go away.”
He looks at me funny, and I realize this is the first he’s hearing of my plans.Oops.
“Whether you wanted it or not, you got your revenge. You’re happy without him. He underestimated your strength. You were the best thing he ever had, and it kills him to know you’re no longer in his control. But it also means he’s got nothing to lose.”
His phone dings. His fingers swipe across the screen, and he holds it up to show me the security camera outside. My stomach drops. “Overreacting?”
I freeze. Bryan’s face is on the screen, he’s at the gate, tapping the keypad. I look out the window, almost not believing he’s here. I look back at his phone screen. He’s still pushing buttons.
“Does he know the password?”
“I changed it after you moved in. I can’t understand how he got past the security station at the neighborhood entrance.”
“It might be the car. He’s driving the one I used when I first came here.”
“Shit, I didn’t think to notify them your vehicle changed.”
The speaker on his phone pipes up with Bryan’s voice, and it forms a knot in my throat. He looks directly into the camera with dead eyes and a smile. “I know she’s here.”
The blood drains from my face, Cam’s face does the opposite. His temples bloom red. He pulls the phone back, taps the screen, and heads toward the foyer.
I follow behind his heels. “Did you let him in?!”
“Wait in the house, Jordan.”
Moving quickly, I get in front of him and grab his arm. “Don’t! Tell him to leave. He plays dirty, Cam.” He delicately pries my fingers off him and looks down at me.
“So do I.”
We regard each other for a moment, and he swallows. It’s a mix of compassion, rage, and protectiveness. I’ve never seen him like this. Yet, even with all that anger, he’s still so gentle with me.
“Stay inside,” he says calmly before walking out.
I’m too afraid to look. I stand staring at the backside of the entryway. When I hear voices, I put my ear against the door to listen.
“I know she’s here.”
“Yeah, she is. What I want to know is what the fuck you’re doing here. And what you were doing here the other night.”
“I’m taking her home.”
“Wrong.”
“You need to stay in your lane. This is between her and I,” Bryan spits. “By the way, I saw the game. I saw what you did.”
“That’s nothing. You should have seen what else I did that night.”
The smile in his voice is audible, even through the door. He’s baiting him. Why is he being so stupid? This isn’t the time to be cocky. He’s going to make Bryan even angrier.
“Jordana is my fiancée,” he snarls.
Based on the footsteps, Camden crosses the porch and steps onto the brick driveway. Closer to Bryan, I assume.
