She smiled lightly. “Yeah.”

“Damn. You’re good.”

Emma let out a little laugh and did a double raise of her brows. “Never underestimate what a woman can find out online.”

Cam laughed. “Oh, I wouldn’t. Trust me, I have some highly skilled friends who could be investigators with their thumbs over the keyboards of their phones.”

His comment reminded her of her earlier fear in the lobby. “Speaking of friends, do you have a girlfriend?”

He looked at her in insult. “Do you think I would be here if I had a girlfriend?”

She considered. “Not really.”

“No. I don’t have a girlfriend.”

“Anyone you’re interested in or talking to?”

“No,” his voice had lost all humor. “When I am interested in a woman, there’s nothing that would drag my attention or time away from her. When I am with her, then I am with her. No one else.”

Emma swallowed, the movement suddenly feeling too vulnerable. She didn’t know why his words affected her so much, but they did. “Good. Just checking. We don’t need any surprises sneaking up on us.”

Cam gave her a tight smile, some of the tension slowly easing from him.

“Why didn’t you mention who you were on that trip with in Banff?” she asked, ready to change the subject.

“You mean Derek?” One of Cam’s best friends was still a very famous actor, though he hadn’t taken on any new roles since meeting Slone. Derek had been ready to leave that career behind, or at least take a break, and right now that was still what he was doing.

She nodded.

Cam shrugged. “He’s one of my best friends. His fame isn’t why I was on that trip and it’s not something I use to impress people with.”

Emma’s mouth shot open. “I didn’t mean it like that,” she started. “I was just surprised. Normally whenever someone knows someone famous or meets a celebrity, they can’t wait to tell everyone.”

He shook his head. “Not me, I guess. Derek is more than the career path he chose. He also married one of my best friends and now he’s basically a brother.”

Emma smiled. “That’s amazing. That you have such close friends,” she added.

“You have the same,” he said, indicating the people they were on this trip with.

He was right. She was very fortunate to have the people she had in her life. “Okay, you know my last name. What else?”

Cam looked at her and thought. Sure there was plenty he needed to know about Emma to make this trip work. But there was a part of him that didn’t want to learn it like he was studying for a pop quiz.

If he was going to learn about the woman sitting in front of him, then he wanted to get to know her the right way.

“Let’s go for a walk.”

She had been expecting a question, not a statement. “Why?”

He gave her a grin. “Because that’s what couples do.”

Emma tried to steady her breath as she took a deep inhale and nodded. “Let’s do it.”

Chapter 9

“Is Cam short for Cameron?” Emma asked as they strolled along the beach, their feet slightly sinking into the sand as the water slid over them.

“Yeah, but very few call me by my full name.” He was never referred to as Cameron except for maybe at the doctor’s office. “My parents have always called me Cam since I was a baby and it stuck. That’s how I introduce myself, too. What about you? Is Emma short for anything?”