Page 13 of Cameron's Contract
“How are you feeling?” I said softly.
“Sleepy.”
“Keep sleeping. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
She took in the deepest breath. “What’s the time?”
“Midnight.”
She rubbed her eyes. “Are you going to get some sleep too?”
“Have some work to do.”
“I’m sorry, Cameron.”
“What for?” I handed her the glass.
She pushed herself up. “We’re on the run again.”
I smiled at her. “We’re not on the run. And we weren’t on the run from Lance. We were merely putting distance between that rogue and us.”
She drank. “Why are we going to New York?”
“Business.”
“You’ve relented then?”
“I have.”
“What did Adrian say?”
“He wasn’t there. Decker was though. He was very compliant.”
“You persuaded him?”
“I did.”
“Did you give him money?”
“No.”
“Good.” She blinked at me. “I’m so glad you got the collar back.”
“Me too.”
“I was terrified they might have sold it.”
“That would have been hard.”
“Because it’s stolen?” She took another sip.
“Yes, and it’s worth fifteen million.”
She had trouble swallowing. “I would have spanked myself had I known. You could have told me.”
“I wanted you to enjoy wearing it.”
“Oh, God.”
