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“I donated the bed.”
Cameron shrugged. “I wasn’t going to sleep.” He wanted to shower, change out of his work clothes, then maybe order that pizza. “Come find me when you’re ready to talk.”
Slipping back into the library before Asher had the chance to argue, he headed straight for the doors, but slowed when he passed Asher’s favorite armchair. He shouldn’t do it. His fingers twitched at his sides. It would be a huge breach of privacy, not to mention trust. He reallyshouldn’t even be considering it.
With a quick glance over his shoulder, he grabbed Asher’s cell phone from the end table and shoved it into his pocket.
He promised he wouldn’t leave. He never said anything about not calling for reinforcements.
Waiting until he’d made it to the kitchen, he retrieved the cell phone, relieved to find it unlocked, and scrolled through Asher’s contact list until he found the name he wanted. Luke answered on the second ring.
“Hello,dahling.”
Cameron jerked his head away from the phone and frowned at it. He was still frowning when he brought it back to his ear. “Uh, Luke?”
“You’re not Asher.”
“No, this is Cameron. Hey, are you busy right now?”
“I’m not.” For once, he spoke with completely seriousness. “What happened?”
Cameron bit the inside of cheek, debating how much he should reveal. He needed help, though, and Luke needed to know what was going on to give it to him.
“Do you know a guy named Kyle Anders?” The quiet stretched on for so long, Cameron checked to make sure the call hadn’t dropped. “Hello? Luke?”
“Cameron, love, darling, cupcake, tell me exactly what happened.”
“The first night I went out with Asher, Kyle showed up at the café. It was awkward and tense, but we left, I didn’t think much about it. Then, he showed up at Asher’s house today while my sister was here, and well, Asher hasn’t left the library since it happened.”
“Okay, just stay there.” He could hear Luke moving around in the background. “I’m on my way. If Kyle comes back, under no circumstances do you let him inside that house. Got it?”
“Yeah, no shit. Who is this guy?”
“I’m sorry, buttercup. That’s not my story to tell.” A door closed. Muffled footsteps thudded at a clipped pace. “Just hang tight. I’ll be there soon.”
The call disconnected, leaving Cameron feeling like he’d just been waylaid by a tornado. Setting the phone down on the island countertop, he pulled his own cell phone from his pocket. He didn’t even realize who he intended to call until he heard the voice answer on the other end of the line.
“Hello? Cameron?”
Suddenly, he could breathe again. “Nico, I need a favor.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Asher looked up whenthe balcony door opened, prepared to beg, bargain, or threaten to get Cameron to leave. It wasn’t Cameron, though.
“What the hell are you doing here?”
“That’s a fine hello. Want to try again?”
As much as he wanted to give Luke the cold shoulder, this involved him as much as it did Asher. “Hello, Luke. Won’t you please sit?”
Nodding, Luke made his way over to the loveseat and plopped down beside him. “See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“Kyle Anders paid me a visit today.”
“I know. What did he want? I’m assuming it wasn’t a friendly visit.”
“Money.” Asher snorted. “Sixteen million dollars, or he tells the whole world about me.”
