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Page 11 of Loving You Always

“What’s her name?”

“What?”

“What’s her name?” Cam gestured to the phone. “Is she saved as a contact in my phone, or is it just some random number and a set of fake tits?”

Kerris, a sick feeling roiling her stomach, looked back at the phone. No name. Just a number. Maybe…

“Cam, I—”

“I swear on my baby growing inside you that I didn’t cheat with that girl, or anybody else, since the day you married me.” Cam snatched the phone and slid it into his back pocket. “Tell me you see the irony here. I had a lot more reason not to trust you than you had, and yet here we are. You accusing me of cheating.”

“Cam, what was I supposed to think?”

“I don’t know.” Cam shrugged broad shoulders under his cotton button-up. “That my vows actually mean something to me.”

“That’s not fair. They mean something to me, too.”

“Apparently, they mean something different to you.” A bitter laugh shoved its way past Cam’s lips. “The crazy thing is everybody thought you were the good girl marrying the bad boy. Poor Kerris. Cam won’t stay faithful, when all along you were the cheat.”

His words, so close to the ache she’d felt earlier, missing Walsh, sawed at her heart.

“Don’t.” Her whisper begged him to stop, even though she knew Cam well enough to know he wouldn’t. “You know I’d never cheat on you.”

“You mean you’d never fuck Walsh.” Cam’s beautiful face twisted into something as close to ugly as it could ever come. “Doesn’t mean you don’t cheat, and it’s sad that for a while I was willing to settle for that. Not anymore. Maybe I don’t deserve a girl who loves me, but I’d rather be alone than in a marriage with two other people.”

“I thought we were past this.” Kerris swallowed the regret and shame crawling up her throat. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have confronted you that way—”

“Oh, I know exactly why you shot first and asked questions later.” Cam’s expression calcified. “You were looking for a way out.”

“No.” Kerris gestured to her swollen belly. “I’m pregnant. You think I’d want something like that to happen?”

“Either way, you got it. I’m done. I can’t do this anymore, Ker.”

“You’re giving up?” Desperation choked the breath from Kerris’s lungs. Every word out of Cam’s mouth stabbed a hole in the dream she was this close to having—a family. “We haven’t really tried.”

“Haven’t tried? What do you think this has been?”

“I mean really tried. Like talk to someone. Maybe go to counseling.”

“Counseling?” Cam went still and stiff. “You know I don’t do shrinks.”

“I was thinking more a marriage counselor.” Kerris took a step in Cam’s direction, softening her voice for the next words. “And maybe they could recommend someone for you.”

“For me?” Wariness shuttered Cam’s face and slitted his eyes. “I don’t need a counselor.”

“Cam, your nightmares have only gotten worse and you’re barely sleeping.”

Cam pointed one long finger in her direction. “Holy fuck! You got some nerve turning this back on me. I don’t need acounselor. I’m not the one fighting to stay in a marriage I don’t even want.”

“That’s not true.”

“What do you want, Kerris?”

“I…well…I want you and…this baby, of course.”

“Of course you do.” Cam swaddled the words in sarcasm. “Don’t make me out to be the head case when you’re in love with two guys.”

“I’m not.”


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