"Then ask Mr. McFadden if he can do it or recommend someone."
"Look, Cam, I trust you to pay me back."
"I know you do, but I don't want to take advantage of you, so we're going to do it this way."
"Fine. Can I go back to my contemplation of my inner eyelids?"
"Of course."
Sierra started to lean back then sat up again. "Actually, I'm going to call Mr. McFadden now. I have a feeling Monica will move quickly on this."
I shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not. Brody broke up with me, remember? She probably thinks she's won." I took a deep breath. "Because she did."
I understood it all then. Why Brody broke up with me. That he truly had meant for it to be temporary. Though he had to have known how upset I would be afterward. And that I might not be willing to give him another chance.
"That ass," I whispered. "I can't believe him. I can't believe he didn't talk to me about all this before it got this far."
"Who?" Sierra asked.
"Brody Murphy. He thought he was being all noble and saving me like some damsel-in-distress."
"Are you going to set him straight?" she asked, a smile spreading across her face.
"Damn, right."
