Right as I’m grabbing my bag, my phone rings. When I see it’s my mom calling, I answer.
“Hey, Mom. What’s up?”
“Sweetheart! Guess where your dad and I are right now?”
“No clue. Where?”
“Victoria!”
I grin. “Really?”
“Yes! We decided to skip Olympic National Park since we’ve already visited there and take the ferry to British Columbia,” she says. “You’re in Shawnigan Lake for the next few days with Camden, right?”
“Yeah, we’re here for his teammate’s wedding.”
“Oh, perfect! We were wondering if you two had time to meet us for lunch tomorrow? I know you’re probably busy with your friends, but do you think you could swing it? We’d love to see you, sweetheart. And our new son-in-law! We haven’t seen Camden since he was a kid.”
I tell my mom to hang on a sec and turn to Camden.
“Hey, what’s the plan for tomorrow?” I ask.
“Just chilling at the house. The guys and I will probably do a workout in the morning in the gym downstairs, but that’s the only thing we’ve got going on.”
“My parents are in Victoria and want to have lunch with us tomorrow. Would you be up for that?”
He grins. “Yeah, sure.”
I tell my mom that we can meet her for lunch and that I’ll call her again in the morning to choose a place to meet.
When I hang up, Bella grabs my hand.
“Hey, how would you feel about stopping at this cute boutique I saw on the drive here?” she asks. “It’s not far from the grocery store.”
“Yeah, that sounds fun.”
A minute later, my phone buzzes with a notification. I tap the screen and see that Camden has just deposited four thousand dollars into our joint bank account.
My mouth falls open in shock. When I look up at him, he’s sporting the smuggest grin.
I walk up to him. “Why did you just send me four thousand dollars?”
“I overheard Bella saying you guys are going shopping later. I wanted you to have enough money to buy what you want.”
I bite back a smile, a giddy feeling swooping through me. “Camden, that’s an insane amount of money to spend. I don’t need that much.”
His grin turns teasing. “You never know. Some stores can be really expensive.”
“I have my own money.”
“I know you do.”
I open my mouth to say more, but he just kisses me.
The second his lips are on mine, I’m dizzy. God, this guy. He kisses like a demon, and it drives me wild.
“Baby. You’re my wife. Let me spoil you,” he murmurs against my mouth.
My face and chest are hot under his fiery gaze. I know he’s doing this just for show. Because when we decided to get married, we agreed that we’d have to be openly affectionate with each other so that everyone would buy us as a married couple.
