Chapter 19
When Cam finally emerged from the bedroom, Carlos and another man were sitting in the parlor having coffee and talking with Tad. Cam’s hair was still a little damp but her makeup was exquisite, her dress casual but immaculate. She was dressed in a bright blue silk blouse and very tight fitting black slacks with a large gold buckle on her belt.
“Carlos, what a pleasant surprise,” she said, holding out her hand to him. “To what do I owe the honor of this visit?”
She slid into the overstuffed chair next to where Carlos was sitting.
“I just thought we should talk again,” Carlos said.
“About?” Cam asked, her stomach clenching at the worry Carlos had found out something about her. She kept the feeling off her face.
“I have a confession to make to you,” Carlos started.
Cam looke
