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Finding my phone, I see the text message that Presley is having the baby.

I turn to Cam, and suddenly everything is so awkward now that my family is front and center.

“Oh god.” I grab my clothes. “That can never happen again.”

“Why?” He frowns and steps forward.

“I have to get to the hospital.” I hurriedly dress and rush off the boat.

What have I done? I slept with him, and now things can never go back to normal. Especially now that I know how good we are together.

16

“JUST… PLEASE WEAR SOME PAJAMAS TONIGHT?”

Cam

I catch up to Chevelle in the marina parking lot. “Hold up.”

She stops at her car. “Didn’t you see your phone? Presley’s in labor.”

I sigh and stare at her. She cannot ignore what just happened between us. Or maybe she can. She’s doing a pretty damn good job of it right now.

I climb into her passenger seat since I still don’t have a vehicle. I need to get a car at some point, but it hasn’t been a priority since I live so close to the docks. The odd time I’ve had to travel out of town, I’ve just taken an Uber.

She backs up and drives way too fast toward the hospital.

“Last I checked, you’re not the one having the baby.” I grip her door handle before I fall into her when she makes a left turn.

I know what she’s doing. She’s driving fast because the sooner she gets us there, the sooner we’ll be swallowed up by her family. And then what just happened can be forgotten—at least for a while.

“Can we please talk?” I ask.

She has no choice but to stop at a red light, and our bodies fall forward until our seat belts tighten and we’re thrown back into our seats. “There’s nothing to talk about. It was just a release of sexual tension. I mean, we saw each other naked a few days ago. It was bound to happen.”

“But—”

The light turns green, and she slams on the gas. “You don’t owe me anything, Cam. It’s fine. You’re acting like you took my virginity.”

I lean back in the passenger seat. Fuck, is she right? Am I acting clingy?

No. This thing between us has been brewing for a long time, and I know her mind was as blown as mine by how good we are together.

“You’re right. Sexual tension spurred it, but it doesn’t change the fact that I want to see where this goes. I’ll talk to your brothers.”

She looks at me as though I’m a lunatic. “Um… you are not talking to my brothers.”

She pulls into the hospital parking lot, parking next to all the other Greene family cars.

“Yeah, I am. They should know my intentions.”

“Your intentions?”

I reach for her hand. “To date you. Get to know you better.”

“You’ve known me since I was five,” she says, taking the keys and exiting the car.

I follow suit and jog to catch up to her. “You know what I mean. Are you really denying this?”

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