Page 7 of Already At Risk
My fingers shook as I tried to swipe up on the video, trying to get it to disappear. But it took way longer than I should have, and I sank lower in my seat, wondering how the hell this day could get any worse.
“I amsosorry,” I impressed, beyond mortified. I attempted to find the emails from Korey, refusing to look at Cameron. My body was so hot, it felt like I might melt into the chair, become one with it. “I made the mistake of telling my friend about my therapist’s suggestion to become morein touchwith myself before trying to date again, so she started sending me all these videos. I don’t really think that was what my therapist meant, but my friend, she’s a real free spirit, and?—”
“Natalie.” Cameron’s calm voice interrupted my rambling. “It’s okay.”
It wasnotokay.
At the moment, I wanted to strangle Ellie. Even if it wasn’t her fault, but mine for not closing out of that properly.
I found the emails I was looking for, forwarded them to Cameron’s address, and then looked over my shoulder, checking on my brothers.
“They didn’t see,” Cameron assured me.
He seemed to be right; Noah and Blake stood facing each other in the hallway, talking. Not really paying attention.
“And even if they did, I’m pretty sure they’ve watched equally…descriptive things in their lives,” he added, obviously trying to make me feel better.
“Maybe,” I huffed, not wanting to think about my brothers and their porn-watching habits. “But if they have, I’m sure it has nothing to do with their lack of a sex life, considering they’re both with the women of their dreams.”
Blake eloped with his best friend about a month ago after pining over her foryears. I was happy for him, for both him and Noah, but couldn’t help wondering why I couldn’t get their luckin the dating department. I was more on par with my younger brothers, longing for things I couldn’t have.
I finally looked up at Cameron to see him staring at me funnily. And that was when I realized that, on top of everything else, I’d admitted to having a nonexistent sex life.
Excellent.
I crossed one leg over the other, trying to look nonchalant even though I felt anything but. I wore a dress today when I rarely wore dresses. It was usually sweats or scrubs for me.Maybea pair of jeans and a top if I was feeling ambitious. But I’d wanted to appear professional, somewhat put together, for our meeting.
I was afraid that wasnotthe impression I was making to Cameron.
His eyes flicked to my lap, where the slit in my dress seemed to have widened when I repositioned, exposing my bare thigh. I felt the warmth of his gaze on my skin and took a shaky breath.
Clearing my throat, I said, “Ifyou’drather pass me off to another lawyer, I’d understand.”
He lifted his gaze again, but it felt more like he dragged it, like his eyes could do what his hands did that night, touching every inch of me and creating a path of heat. When he spoke, his voice had a surprising roughness.
“That would depend on why you think I want to do that.”
“Just so you don’t have to deal with me.” I waved my hands around, very nondescript-like. “This.”
He looked over me another time, his lips forming a slight frown. “What if I want to deal with you?”
My stomach did a little flip, interpreting things that weren’t really there.
“Then I would appreciate any help you are able to give me,” I said sincerely. His gaze burned and then cooled a little when I added, “And Chloe.”
“Of course.” He clapped his hands together and strode to the door, opening it for my brothers. They immediately filedback inside. “Then I would be honored to help you kick your ex’s ass in court.”
“Fuck yeah,” Noah cheered, dropping down into his seat again.
“I’ve been waiting to kick his asssomehow,” Blake muttered dryly, drawing up on my other side.
Cameron just met my gaze with a slightly amused expression.
“I’ll talk to them,” I mouthed.
But he just flashed an understanding grin.
And I almost collapsed on the spot, struck dead by his dimples.
