Page 98 of Double Daddies
I blink a couple times to reset my vision, but there’s definitely discomfort as he looks at Ben holding my hand.
Hmm. Interesting.
Before I can think more on it, or even know what to say next, I hear the all-too familiar sound of my beeper. I swipe it off my pants and bring it to my eyes.
“Who is it?” Ben asks.
“Hospital. They need me.”
“Okay.” He presses a kiss to the side of my head. “Have a good shift. We’ll… we’ll talk more when you get home. Love you.”
“Love you,” I answer back, giving him a smile as I drop his hand and stand up. I glance to the other man in the room, fishing for what to say to him. There’s so much to be said, the air feels heavy with expectation, but I don’t have time to deal with it right now. “It was… nice to see you again, Ryle.”
I run out of the room, making a beeline for my bedroom before anyone can see my flushed cheeks and assume things from my expressions before I even know what I feel.
Ben
My jaw tightens as I see Cami flee from the room. Without meaning to, I’ve balled my hands into fists, a fact I don’t realize until I feel the ache in my fingers.
I can’t believe he did this… violated our space this way.
I shift my eyes to Ryle, who is staring at the empty space Cami’s departure left. The sight of it affects me more than it probably should. It almost looks like he… loves her. Which is crazy because Cami said they’d only met once before.
Then again,Ifell in love with her super-quick, too. That’s easy to do where Cami is concerned. She’s just that sweet, and vibrant, and innocent. And I’ve spent our entire relationship trying to protect her. Trying to protect her from guys likehim.
The realization makes my hands clench into fists again. “You shouldn’t be here,” I say, my voice quiet, but full of heat.
“You shouldn’t have followed me.”
I flick my eyes over to Ryle, raking him with my gaze. For the hundredth time in the last two hours, I can’t help but think,she was honestly intothisguy?His suit is immaculate and tailored to fit his broad shoulders and tapered waist. But he seems all about his wealth and the power it brings. I know his type, and I’ve got him pegged.
“Look.” My voice is clipped and commanding. “You?—”
A sudden movement out of the corner of my eye distracts me from what I was going to say. Cami is rushing still, this time in the opposite direction. “Sorry again. Um, we’ll talk… later?”
“Yes,” we both answer in unison. I glare at Ryle, then shift my gaze back to Cami. “Of course. Have a good shift, sweetheart. See you when you get home.”
“Thanks.” She smiles, and for just a second, things feel normal.
“When do you think we could sit down together?” Ryle asks, shattering my illusion.
Cami bites down so hard on her lip,Iwince in pain.
“Um… I’m not sure. We’ll figure something out,” she says then whirls around and walks out the door. Even as the door closes behind her, it seems to sigh with relief on her behalf.
“You make her uncomfortable,” I accuse as soon as we’re alone.
Ryle’s mouth lifts in a lazy smile. “Stop projecting,”
“Listen, man?—”
He holds up a hand to cut off my protest. “This is actually quite simple.”
I snort. What planet is hefrom?
“This is between Cami and I?—”
“Between Cami and me, you mean.”
