Natalie
“You what?" I gasp, my adrenaline spiking, cottonmouth like a b***h infecting my tongue. When Cam told me to stay after he came home from shift, this isn't what I thought he was planning on telling me.
Slower and with feeling, he says the words again. “I lied to your brother. He said he felt like you'd been keeping something from him. I should've told him about us."
“What did you tell him?" I'm dreading this, one hundred percent scared to know what Cam cooked up to try and let my brother down easy.
“But, I mean, what are we? We don't have a title on this." “Do we need one?"
“I wish I could be the type of woman who didn't need one, Cam, but that's not me. At first, I thought I would be fine with whatever you were going to give me. I didn't need to be the person you looked for
