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“That they’ll hate me. That Dad will…” I can’t finish the sentence.

Gwen pulls back and looks at me. Her eyes are fierce.

“Dad’s an asshole,” she says bluntly. “But Mom? Mom loves you. She’ll always love you. And if Dad can’t handle it, that’s his problem. Not yours.”

I nod, wiping my eyes.

“Where’s Dad?” I ask.

“He’s still with Billy.”

Thank God.

She pulls back after a moment, clearly trying to lighten the mood. “Are you sure you don’t want to go out?”

I laugh despite myself. “I’m fine to stay in for the night.”

“Okay,” she says, standing. “Well, I’m going to get myself pretty. I’ll be back late, but I’ll see you in the morning.”

She kisses my cheek and leaves.

I dry my eyes once she’s gone, then stand and check myself in the mirror. I need to look confident and in control. I smooth my hair. Straighten my sweater. Make sure there’s no trace of tears on my face.

Then I go to find Cameron.

He’s in the guest room, sitting on the edge of the pristine white bed. Our stuff isn’t up yet. Alan must not have unpacked the car.

Cameron looks ill.

I sit next to him and nuzzle into his neck, breathing him in.

“You did so well meeting everyone for the first time,” I tell him.

He looks away and doesn’t say anything.

I pull his face back to mine with a finger under his chin.

“You know how sorry I am,” I say quietly. “I wish I could change everything, starting from our time at St. Silas. But I can’t.”

“I know,” Cameron says.

His voice is small.

I lift his hand from the bedspread and bring it to my mouth. I put two of his fingers between my lips and suck them. Push them all the way into my mouth while keeping my eyes locked on his.

I watch the heat blossom in his brown eyes. Watch his pupils dilate.

I play with him for a moment, tracing his fingers with my tongue. He sucks in a breath. Slowly, I pull his fingers out of my mouth.

“Why don’t you lie back and let me take care of you,” I say.

Cameron falls back against the bed.

Within seconds, I have his pants and boxers around his ankles.

I wrap my fingers around his base and stroke slowly to the head of his cock, watching it harden fully in my hand. Then I bury him in my mouth, taking him deep.

Cameron groans, and his fingers dig into my hair.