Chapter 15
“Ms Lawson, you can’t deny it anymore! Look, I’ve caught you e act!” Melissa teased, holding up the diamond earring with a mischievous grin
Quinn felt her mind spital. She tried to figure out what was going on
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How did her earring end up Cameron’s bedside table?
Had she dropped it at the club lounge last night?
Was Cameron aware of his encounter with her?
Twain, if he knew, why hadn’t he mentionedir?
Or perhaps, like Quinn, Cameron understood what had happened but deliberately avoided the tople to sidestep any complications
“Ma Lowton Melissa waved her hand in front of Quinn’s face, pulling her out of bar thoughts. “What are you thinking about?
Quinn sapped back to reality and took the warning from Melissa, forcing an awkward smile. “Don’t let your imagination fun wild I must have dropped it some time, and Mr. Sutton probably picked it up but hasn’t had a chance to rerum it yet.
“Is that
Melissa didn’t believe her. “Either way, don’t worry, M. Lawson. I won’t tell anyone about you and Mr. Sutton. I came here alone specifically to keep it a secret.” Quinn couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. This wasn’t coming to help. This was just making things more difficult for her
By the time Cameron returned, it was alwady late at night. Quinn was lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep
When she heard the sound of a key in the lock, she quickly jumped out of bed and made her way to the door.
As Cameron stepped inside, he spotted Quinn stande in her robe, her face slightly dazed
“Ch, you’re still awake.” He tanned her with a unious gaze.
Quinn nodded. Seeing him about to change his shoes, she quickly crouched down next to him and grabbed a pair of soft leather slippers from the rack, placing them at his feet. Gameron looked down at the top of her rounded head, suddenly finding her petite frame oddly adorable, almost like a toy,
“Are you waiting for me?” he asked as he changed into the slippers-
Quinn lifted her gaze, her large, expressive eyes gleaming softly under the light, bright and clear.
“Get up. You don’t need to do this anymore,” he said, turning toward the living room.
Quinn stood and followed him, watching as he removed his coar. She hurried over to help
Noticing something was off with her tonight, Cameron turned and asked, “is there something you want to say?”
s just wondering if Mr. Campbell
Caught off guard by his question, Quinn fer a wave of nervousness wash over her. She glanced around, then feigned nonchalance, “Umno, not really. I was ju came back with you?”
“He went to a bar.” Cameron sank into the couch, looking somewhat exhausted, rubbing the bridge of his nose
ras anxious and didn’t know what to do
Quinn hung up his out, went to the dining room, poured a glass of water, and handed it to him. Cameron took the glass and glanced at her. Quinn was. with her hands, so the absentmindedly brushed her dark hair off her shoulders
Hei casual gesture seemed natural enough, but perhaps due to her wearing a job or the relaxed aura the exuded after getting
I getting up from bed, the simple movement came across as alluring
Cameron had never associated that phrase with quinn before, yet today, for some reason, it struck him
He must be more tired than be realized.
