As Lia went to speak, Cameron held his hand up as the bartender had made his way to him. “Before you say anything, I’m going to need a drink.” He said without even looking to her as he ordered two shots of bourbon before turning to her as the bartender poured his drinks. As the shot glasses hit the counter, Cameron took them between his fingers within seconds before focusing on her.
“Proceed.” She couldn’t blame him for the hatred that filled his eyes for her, but it didn’t make seeing it any easier.
“I’m sorry-”
“Don’t do that…” She remained quiet as she saw his once peaceful or even excited expression to turn to one of disgust. It was almost as if it wouldn’t have mattered what she said as there would have been that response irregardless.
“What?”
“Don’t regret what you did.”
She
