There were moments where I thought he cared, moments when he was pushing into my body where I saw his eyes flicker with an emotion that took my breath away. But it was sex. People felt all sorts of things during sex. And when I’d left the other night, he didn’t fight me about it or argue for me to stay.
“Fuck,” I said breathlessly.
Too attached. I was getting too attached to play this game. Things had to be defined. Talked out. That was the one good thing about going through the agency with something like this. We were required to talk things out and sign an explicit contract, so both parties always knew where the other stood and what was expected of the other person. Now, I didn’t know anything. How Andrew felt. What his responsibilities were. What my expectations were.
We needed to talk about what those were, about my role in all of this, and what would happen once this baby was born. I was no longer sure that I could give this baby up to him and walk away.
I needed to know about his plans for the future. I needed to know so I could properly prepare myself. And guard myself if necessary.
CHAPTER 17
CAMERON
My cell phone ringing at five in the damn morning woke me from the only decent sleep I’d been able to fall into for weeks. I groaned and slammed my hand down on it, ready to throw it out the window and turn back over. But when I cracked my eyes open to see who was calling, thinking it was possible that Heather needed me, I saw Hudson’s name.
And I knew that wasn’t good.
“Hudson?” I asked.
“Cameron. Thank fuck. Listen, you need to be careful.”
I bolted upright in bed as every neuron in my brain fired on high alert.
“Why?” I asked. “What’s going on?”
“I’m not sure yet. I don’t have all the pieces in place. What I do know is you need to be extra vigilant in laying low.”
“Talk to me, Hudson. Don’t leave me in the dark here.”
“I don’t have a lot of time to talk. I have to go. Just trust me for now, okay? Keep to your house if you can. Don’t let any visitors come by. Keep Audrey away from school until I know the coast is clear.”
“Hudson, don’t hang up the—”
But the call went dead in my ear before I could tell him to stay on the line with me.
I stood up from my bed as worry swept through my blood. He’d used my daughter and my real names. Something had happened, and it was possible we’d overstepped our boundaries on our little escapade. Shit. This wasn’t good. Then, a terrifying thought crossed my mind.
They’ve found us.
My gut didn’t deny it, and my head kept chanting it. They’ve found us. They’ve found us. Like a broken record playing in the background of a horror movie. My mind started to swirl. The only thing I could process was keeping my family safe.
Fuck. Was Heather safe?
“Hello?”
I was relieved to hear the sound of her tired voice.
“Heather, it’s me,” I said.
“Why are you calling so early? Is everything okay?”
“I just had this gut feeling to check in on you. I’m worried about you and how you’re feeling.”
“That’s so sweet of you, Andrew.”
“Listen, could we get together and talk before you open up today?”
“Andrew, I’m really not feeling well, and I’ve already closed the bakery down once due to it.”