“Cami, we need to talk.”
“Now?”
“Yeah. Now.” He gestures to the hallway. “Just a few minutes.”
I can’t refuse him in front of Granny. He knows it.
With a sigh, I agree.
Phantom stays in the room with Granny Jo as I leave the room, and Rex follows. He’s tense. His shoulders block the doorway as he shuts it behind us.
The hall is empty, giving us privacy.
“Tell me what’s going on. Please,” he adds like he realizes after the fact that he’s been demanding.
“It’s nothing,” I lie, not wanting to worry about something that isn’t a problem.
“Camille.” He isn’t buying it. “I saw how you reacted. It’snotnothing.”
Fine. He’s not going to drop it. “I have a fan who likes to send me gifts.”
His eyes darken. “Is it the same fan that tried to break into your hotel room?”
Shit. I forgot he knows that. I’ve been so distracted with Granny Jo, I’m not thinking clearly. “Yes. I think so.”
He takes a step toward me. “He sent you red roses in the past.”
“Yes,” I repeat.
“And those,” he pauses to tick his head toward the room. “Are they from your enthusiastic fan?”
“I don’t know,” I answer honestly. “The card is blank.”
Rex moves closer as I back into the wall, trying to keep distance between us. “It’s not been before, right?”
I shake my head.
“What does he say to you?” There’s a growl to his tone like he’s pissed or concerned. I can’t tell.
“He always signs in the same: Your #1 fan.”
Rex places his palm on the wall, leaning closer as I stay locked with his discerning gaze. He sees too much. “When is the last time you received them?”
“Last night,” I whisper.
“But that’s not all. There’s more.”
How the hell does he know that? “Yes,” I tell him, revealing what happened at the studio, waking up to find the roses in my room, about how I felt like someone followed me, but I couldn’t prove it.
“Fuck.” He shoves away from the wall, cracking his neck. “Do you think he’ll follow you here?”
I honestly had no idea. Shrugging, I try to hold it together because this is almost too much. “It doesn’t matter. We need to focus on the bakery and Granny’s attacker.”
His gaze snaps to mine. “They’re equally important.”
I’m not going to argue with him. “Rex, let it go.”
“No.”
