Love at First Night - Chapter 83

“Cameron.” I pleaded with him with a low voice, my voice creaked.

“Lily, were you jealous?” He asked finally looking at me straight in my eyes.

I sighed, cursing myself mentally for having walked in that damn bathroom.

“I was Cameron. I was jealous. Happy now?” I blurted out.

“I felt jealous so much that the idea of seeing you with her made me go crazy and I tripped her.” I continued, my voice trembled because I was so agitated and scared he would leave me.

Cameron raised an eyebrow still in silence, probably in disbelief. He didn’t expect me to be jealous nor to behave in that way and I could see through his gaze that he was disappointed.

Oh, how I wished I could read his mind only on that occasion even if I would only read bad things that would still be better than silence.

“Lily…” He turned around and punched against the silk in anger.

“I told you I didn’t like those things.” He raised his voice.

I shut my eyes and cursed myself even more.

“I told you that was why I always avoided lowering my walls.” He whispered as he got closer maybe forgetting about the woman’s presence.

“I’m sorry.” I managed to whisper with what was left of my voice.

“I can’t avoid it, Cameron. I can’t. And I can’t stop myself from feeling this. So I am sorry if this disappoints you or if this makes you angry but I can’t suppress it.”

I felt so angry, angry with myself for having done that to that woman, for not having trusted Cameron. Angry with Carl because it was his fault if I became so insecure and lacked trust in Cameron’s regards.

“Speak Cameron!” I spat, I couldn’t bear that silence anymore.

Was that the end of us? Was that the edge? Our fall? Could he tell me? Because that excruciating silence was breaking my heart apart.

“Speak, tell me that we’re done because we’ve broken one of your silly rules! Tell me that I am too much involved and that you’re scared to open up. Tell me that I disappointed you because I know that I did. Tell me that….”

He took one long step forward and pushed me against the floor locking his lips on me and kissing me passionately leaving me speechless.

Taking both the words and the breath out of my mouth.

And when he departed I forgot what I was saying and I looked at him destabilizing puzzled.

“I can’t stop it too, Lily.” He whispered against my mouth as he gently caressed my lips.

He chuckled, still looking down at my lips, his breath brushing through my chin. “That gesture was silly, yes.”

I laughed too,” it was.”

“But I forgive you.”

He kissed me again, my stomach filled with butterflies and tingled its way up to my throat. My heart beating so fast that the blood in my veins thrilled with joy.

I darted my haze to the woman who was staring at us confused and surprised. She was probably even more shocked than me.

“I thought you didn’t want to…” I stopped refusing to finish the sentence and gesturing at the woman who had a crush on him.

He shrugged, took my hand, and began to walk to the door of the bathroom. As soon as we were about to open it to exist, the woman’s voice made us halt.

“I will tell Simon.”

We turned around in sync.

“He doesn’t like when people date at work. You should know that.” She said nodding to me.

She was right, one of the clauses Simon was not linking working and personal affairs because he said that the only thing that could get in the way of working was love.

“I doubt you will,” Cameron said before I could answer to her low provocation.

“Why wouldn’t I?” She glowered at both of us. Someone had issues with losing.

“Because I doubt he would fire her rather than you. I doubt he would sacrifice someone as good a worker as her and with her important position rather than someone with a minimal position like yours. He will probably warn us to stop and we will pretend we listen to him.”

He flashed a big challenging smile and left my hand only to walk closer to her.

“Do not get in our way. Don’t even try, I warn you.”

He then walked back to me and squeezed my hand.

“We shall go.” He whispered.

We walked outside, leaving the bathroom, few people turned around to look at us puzzled seeing us walking holding hands, probably wondering why we were in the bathroom.

I didn’t care about them and weirdly Cameron didn’t seem to care much either.

I was glad to see that he took my side and forgave me even if I behaved like a kid.

I was even gladder that he was holding my hand in front of so many coworkers and people who potentially knew us.

I knew that we couldn’t tell Simon about our relationship because he never liked when people who worked for him were involved in love affairs. Cameron wasn’t working for him, or anyone at all but I was and I had to respect my job.

So as soon as Simon arrived I departed from his touch and left his hand, I offered him an apologizing smile.

Meantime also Joanna reached us and looked at me puzzled and surprised.

I widened my eyes to let her deduce not to ask me anything nor to talk to him.

Fortunately, she understood my gesture and nodded as a sign of understanding.

Simon walked on the little stage where there was placed a microphone on. He leaned forward, fixed the height of it, and then cleared his voice to speak.

“Thanks, everyone for coming. I am glad to have you celebrating the eighth anniversary of the Stellantix Car Company.”

We clapped our hands loudly, and Simon smiled to thank us.