“I want you with me, but I ain’t gonna beg. You gotta do whatever makes you happy.”
He stepped into the shower and closed his eyes.
I followed him, naturally, and reached for the shampoo to wash his inky hair.
Cam opened his eyes to watch me. He didn’t speak, but with a gaze as open as his, he didn’t need to.
I washed every inch of him, then he returned the favour, pausing at the gash on my back, switching the water to cold to rinse it.
“Of course you don’t flinch,” he murmured. “I wonder what it would take to break you.”
“Maybe I am already broken.” It was the first time I’d spoken for a while and my voice sounded far away.
Cam was closer, his warm breath on my skin. “Broken things are beautiful.”
“Like Saint?”
“Yes. Like him.”
“You should tell him that.”
“Should I?”
“I do not think he knows he is beautiful.”
Cam shut the shower off and gripped my chin. “You see it, don’t you? What I see?”
“In him?” I measured my words. Cam did not know I had spent enough time in Saint Malone’s company to see the enchanting soul behind a gaze that was only flat if I looked away too soon. “I do not know this man, but I see him in your eyes, and that is enough for me.”
“He told me to find you, earlier tonight. I asked him to come with me.”
“Come where?”
“Wherever you were.”
“But I am here.”
“I know.”
“And Saint is not.”
Darkness coloured Cam’s face. His jaw worked.
He’s worried. “You do not know where he is?”
“No.”
I digested that, disquiet fluttering in my belly. It was clear that Cam could not leave the compound without an army around him, but I could. With a little ingenuity, I could track Saint’s phone and find him. Bring him home and ease the heartbreak from Cam’s warm eyes. “I—”
A knock at the door cut me off.
Cam’s gaze sharpened. He snapped to attention, no longer mine alone as if he ever had been or would be.
In a flash, he was gone, dripping water across the floor as he went.
Again, I followed, drawn to his side as if it didn’t matter if whoever was at the door saw me naked in his bedroom.
By the time I reached Cam, he had pulled on a pair of grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips.
