Page 156 of Kiss Me in the Dark
By the end of the meal, I find myself hoping that when the truth finally comes out, it won’t shatter this fragile peace.
We finish eating, and the waitresses clear our table, leaving behind the comfortable hum of conversation between our moms.
"What are you majoring in, Cam?"Lila asks, breaking the silence.
"Political science," I reply.
"Ah, you want to be a politician, huh?"
I chuckle softly."I don’t know.I might go to law school in the future.I’m still exploring my options."
"You’d make a sharp attorney," Fox murmurs under his breath.I turn to him, catching his wink, and feel my cheeks heat up.
"What about you, Fox?What’s your major?"my mom asks.
"Fox is going to med school next year," Lila says proudly.
"You want to be a doctor?"my mom asks, her interest piqued.
"Something like that," Fox answers, his tone casual.
The conversation flows naturally from there, with the two women firing questions back and forth about careers, life, and everything in between.Their energy fills the space, leaving me and Fox as spectators to their growing camaraderie.
Fox leans closer to me, his voice low."Your mom going back home tonight?"
"No," I whisper back."She’s leaving tomorrow."
"Fuck," Fox mutters, his hand subtly sliding onto my thigh under the table.The warmth of his touch sends a jolt through me, and I glance at him in warning.
"Fox," I hiss quietly.
"Relax," he whispers, a smirk tugging at his lips."They’re too busy talking to notice."
His hand moves higher, grazing dangerous territory, and I bite my lip, trying not to squirm.
"Stop," I whisper, but there’s no strength in my voice.
"Stop?"he teases, his fingers grazing me through my jeans.
I let out a shaky breath."Fox," I manage, but then his hand grips me through the denim, and a strangled "Oh God" slips out before I can stop myself.
Both women turn to look at me, concern written across their faces.
"Are you okay, Cameron?"Lila asks, her voice laced with worry.
"Yeah," I croak, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.
Fox, the picture of innocence, chimes in smoothly."I don’t think he’s fine.He probably needs to use the restroom.Right, Cam?"He glances at me with a discreet wink.
"Yeah," I mumble, fumbling to adjust myself as I stand.
"I’ll walk you," Fox offers, standing up with ease.
I tug my shirt down, praying no one notices my very obvious predicament, and follow him.
"We’ll be back," Fox says casually, his tone betraying none of the chaos he’s just caused.
We head toward the restroom, Fox holding the door open for me before locking it behind us.He quickly checks each stall, ensuring we’re alone, while I lean against the door, trying to calm my nerves.
