And their eye contact carried a promise he’d keep Terra on a leash.
Approved anything?She ran up the stairs.Cam wasn’t going to approve this.Her feelings mattered so much to the man that he’d refused to go upstairs with Terra at the party because… Maybe it was different now.He didn’t need to impress her.Cam wasn’t that kind of guy.He wasn’t a “for show” kind of guy, or a “until I’ve had her in bed,” kind of guy either.
She picked a few essentials from the pile of stuff brought from her apartment and tried not to think about moving to New York.It was an expensive city, did she want to live there?Wages would be higher, it would even things out.Hadn’t they just been talking about how close Boston was to New York?This didn’t have to be the end of her and Cam.
Terra’s laughter carried upstairs as she descended.Noble had taken her out to the patio.Good.She couldn’t handle saying goodbye, even to Noble, and leaving Terra in this special place, her place.
On the bright side, emptiness gave her a clear shot to the door.She darted that way and then… couldn’t do it.Facing the front door, she closed her eyes.Don’t think about it.Don’t think about him being so close—oh, what was the point of resisting?
Dashing down there before she could change her mind, she let herself into Cam’s office, dumped the bag and charged to the drafting table.
Though he turned, she didn’t let him speak before marrying their mouths.She could lose herself in his kiss.All the stress of the day and uncertainty of the future disappeared in the haze of their connection.And, God love him, he let her.He met the ferocity of her kiss with his.She needed this and he delivered.
The damp heat of his tongue tangled just right, pushed just right, retreated just right.
She might’ve stayed there forever, except he eased back, forcing their mouths only a feather’s width apart.God, it was too much.Too far.
“Good meeting?”
“I have to go to New York.”
And he didn’t like that, he leaned back, scowling.“New York for what?”
“New client meet.He wants to meet me before deciding if I’m good enough to work for him.”
Which she likely wasn’t, so what was she even worried about?
“No,” he said, his fingers trailing down her arms.“You don’t need a new client.”
“Cam, whatever this is…” What did she want?“New York’s close.It wouldn’t mean us saying goodbye.We were just talking about it with Roxie and—”
“You work for me.You work here.”
It had taken him time to find an assistant he could tolerate.This wasn’t about that.
“You don’t want me to go.”
“No,” he said.“And I can’t see why you would want to when we’re fixing the problem.”They were.“You’ll be safer here.”
“Knox said New York would be safe.”
“Why do you want to leave?Things were fine before.If this is about what happened between us at the party—”
“This is about that.”
And so much more.
“I told you that your wild phase is not under threat.If you need time and experience, I want you to be happy.You think you’ll find that in New York?Is that why you want to go there?”
“The there wasn’t my choice.Allan told me I have to go to New York for a meeting with a new client.When—before—we—when your friend recognized me I asked Allan for a new assignment.”
“You told me.”
“I said no Boston and no LA because I thought I was avoiding…”
“The lens,” he said.“So he got you a job in New York?Roxie isn’t there a lot, if you think—”
“Roxie isn’t part of this job.”As she’d said to Terra about Cam.“The guy might hate me, it might not happen—”
