Page 35 of Only in Our Dream
“Well, yes. But I also love that it’s almost Christmas.”
“You do love Christmas.”
“I do indeed.” Cameron tapped her fingers on the desk. “So I thought you should join me this weekend to pick out some gifts for the kids.”
Melanie leaned back in her chair, arching her eyebrow. “Yeah?”
“Yes. If you want to.”
“I’d love to.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes,” Melanie chuckled. “I mean, I go with you every year.”
“I know but,” Cameron’s voice trailed off as she looked down the empty hallway for the right words she wanted to say. “This year feels different. Or maybe it’s just me.”
“It’s not,” Melanie answered quickly. “I feel it too. And with any luck, my divorce will be final by Christmas.”
“That soon?”
“Blaire is a damn good lawyer.”
“I’ll say. So, we need to celebrate then.”
Melanie laughed, taking another bite of her biscuit. “It’s not final yet.”
“We can preemptively celebrate then.”
Slowly standing, Melanie placed her palms on the desk as she leaned toward Cameron. “What do you have in mind?”
Before Cameron could answer, the phone on the desk rang. They both jumped as Melanie answered the phone.
“L and D. Mhmm. Okay. Thank you.” Melanie hung up the phone. “Thanks to your q-word, I have a laboring mom with twins heading up for an emergency c-section.”
“Oh shit. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. You’ll have to answer me later, though.”
As if they had done it a million times before, Melanie leaned over the desk and kissed Cameron. It was a super quick kiss; barely lingering long enough for Cameron to really enjoy it. But the fact it had happened so casually made Cameron’s heart skip a beat.
Dammit. I got it bad.
Before heading toward the elevator, Melanie grabbed the rest of her biscuit. The move made Cameron laugh; that girl would never let breakfast go to waste. As she turned to take the stairs up to her office, Cameron was startled to see Palmer leaning against the wall. She looked more than bemused as she crossed her arms and walked toward Cameron.
“Smooth.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Cameron tried to say coyly.
“Mhmm.” Winking, Palmer walked over to the elevator and pressed a button. “Looks to me like you know exactly what you’re doing.”
Cameron waited for her to continue.
“All I’m saying is if a gorgeous woman brought me breakfast, I’d be kissing her, too.”
With another wink, Palmer got into the elevator and headed to the OR. Although she and Palmer weren’t close friends, they ran in similar circles thanks to Melanie. Cameron had no idea if or what Melanie had told her about them yet, but it was clear they were going to have to be more discreet. At least until Melanie’s divorce was final.
Then Cameron had a wish list of things she wanted to do with Melanie.
