RECLAIMING ME

Chapter 6

Amber’s POV

Cameron was charming. Effortlessly so. He made me laugh, which felt strange after weeks of crying and walking on eggshells. His voice was soothing, his attention was something I enjoyed.

For the first time in two weeks, I wasn’t thinking about Agatha hovering over Liam, or the way he asked her to stay while pushing me away.

I was just… here. With someone who looked at me like I existed.

“So you don’t stay in this city and you are divorced,” Cameron repeated the things I had told him a few seconds ago.

I nodded in response. I had lied to him. It was the little trick I did every time I came to bar or the club before I got married. I would tell men things about myself that weren’t true. It always made me feel mysterious.

“I feel like you’re lying.” Cameron’s voice rose.

“You’re too pretty to be divorced. No man will be that foolish to let you go.” He said almost immediately.

I smiled but it didn’t reach my eyes. “Well, not all men consider their wife attractive.”

“If I was married to you. You’ll always be attractive to me.”

“Says the guy who works in finance,” I said, remembering the little detail about himself that he had told me.

“It doesn’t matter where I work.”

“It does because your work gives you this chance to come across other beautiful women.”

“No matter the amount of women I come across. When I’m in love with someone every other person becomes unattractive,”

“So you’re a real lover,” I took a sip from the tequila. I was on the third drink and I knew it would only be a matter of time before I started acting out.

“You can call me that.”

Cameron finished his drink then he stood up holding out his hand. “Want to get out of here? Talk somewhere quieter?”

His voice was low. Something in my chest trembled with fear or was it with excitement, I couldn’t tell.

Anyways I agreed to go with him after telling Violet.

“Use protection, would you,” she had told me.

“I’m married Violet,”

“To a man who might be shagging his ex lover when you’re not around.” She said, “Just pretend you aren’t Amber for a while and besides a little fun wouldn’t hurt. I hear it cures depression.”

I shook my head in disbelief. I couldn’t believe this was the same person telling me to try to win my husband over. I had a feeling it was the alcohol that was making her talk this way.

I asked Violet if she would be okay on her own and she told me she already texted Bob to pick her.

When I got out of the club, I found Caneron standing outside.

“Shall we?” He held out his hand and I took it.

Together we walked to his car. The drive was slow, quiet but my thought wasn’t.

After some time I began to regret my decisions. It wasn’t too late though. I could always tell him to drop me off.

However, the minute Cameron's hand fell on my thigh and his gaze collided with mine. The regret seemed to simmer just a bit.

“Are you alright?” He asked, staring way beyond my eyes and deeper into my soul.

My eyes fell on his lips and I looked away feeling ashamed at myself that I was weirdly attracted to them.

“Amber,” The way he called my name so softly had stirred up something in me. Something I couldn’t name.

“I’m fine.” I said, throwing a smile his way. He returned my smile before focusing his attention on the road.

The drive wasn’t quiet as conversations began to develop between the two of us and just like that I was back to relaxing.