Kamden.
And behind him is Amelia.
My heart stops.
For a split second, everything in me wants to shove this girl away and run to her.
Instead, I stay still.
The brunette’s hand slides down my chest.
Amelia sees it.
I watch her face fall.
Not anger first.
Not rage.
Just devastation.
That almost breaks me.
Kamden’s jaw tightens as he takes it in.
Amelia steps forward slowly, like she doesn’t believe what she’s seeing.
“Wilder?” she says.
Her voice is small.
I swallow hard and straighten, but I don’t move away from the brunette fast enough.
“Hey, Doc,” I say, forcing a crooked smile.
Her eyes flick between me and the girl.
“What are you doing?” she asks, her voice shaking.
“What does it look like?” I reply.
Every word tastes like acid.
The brunette senses tension and steps back slightly. “Do you two know each other?”
“Yes,” Amelia says softly.
Kamden steps closer, fury radiating off him. “You couldn’t even wait a day?”
I ignore him.
My eyes stay on Amelia.
“You said we needed to think about consequences,” I say evenly. “This is one of them.”
Her brows knit together. “What are you talking about?”
“You need your career,” I say, keeping my tone detached. “You need distance.”
