Carnage: Book #1 The Story Of Us (Volume 1)(153)



I shrug. “Well she can go f*ck herself; she’s getting nothing out of me.”

“Kitten,” Cam says quietly. Dave shifts on his feet, obviously not comfortable with Cam’s term of endearment.

“Right, well, I’ll go and pull the motor round the back, you girls come down when you’re ready. Cheers Cam, thanks for sorting this out, I’m sure Frank or Bailey will be in touch.” He nods his head in Cam’s direction.

“You tell my Dad or Bailey about this and I will slap you Dave,” I tell him.

“Georgia, love, you did it in front of a f*ckin’ audience darlin’, subtlety has never been a strength of yours. I don’t think I’ll need to tell anyone about this, the Sunday papers will do that for me. That’s why it’ll be best if you get hold of Maca and tell him yourself.”

Fuck. Shit. Bollocks. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll ring him; he can ring the label, or speak to the lawyers, whoever, see if they can do some damage control.”

I’m probably going to cause Sean all sorts of problems with my actions, but I don’t regret it. I actually understand in that moment, the rage Cam must have felt when he shot that man in the pub car park in front of me, if I had a gun on me tonight, I could’ve quiet easily shot that bitch. I may have regretted it later, but only because of the trouble it would’ve gotten me in.

I’m not sure if it’s the drugs, drink or adrenalin in my system but I can’t help but feel a little bit of resentment toward Sean, this all started with him and if he has to clean up my mess and the repercussions of my actions tonight, then so be it. I suffered for years because of his stupid irresponsible actions.

“Say it was me, I don’t give a f*ck,” Ash adds, bringing me back into the room I just shake my head at her.

Dave leaves and five minutes later, we make to leave, the girls say goodbye to Cam and thank him. I go to give him a hug when he says, “Can you give me a minute Georgia, and I’ll walk you down in a sec. I just want a word?”

I make eye contact with the girls and nod. “I’ll be down in a minute.”

They leave and I’m left alone with Cam and my pounding heart, he bought me an ice pack for my aching knuckles earlier, bitch had a hard jaw, and I adjust it over the pain in my right hand.

“Despite the circumstances, it’s been really good to see you Kitten.” I smile at him.

“You too Cam.” He takes the ice pack off of me and puts it on his desk, next to where he’s leaning; he takes my hand and kisses my knuckles.

“Angry Kitten, you really need to learn to control that temper baby.” My heart skips a beat at his words, at the sensation of his lips on my skin and I know it’s time to leave.

“If he hadn’t have come back, would it have been me, would you have stayed with me?” I pull my hand from his and shake my head.

“I’m not doing this Cam; it was ten years ago, I’m married, I’m with Sean.”

“But I still affect you don’t I? There’s still something there, I feel it and you’re lying if you say you don’t.” He’s stating facts, not asking questions.

“It doesn’t matter what I feel, I’m married to Sean. I love Sean. Thanks Cam, thanks for everything tonight, I’m sorry if it’s caused any trouble for the club and I’m sorry for the past, I have to go.” I reach out for the door handle.

“Did you love me Kitten, even a little bit?” I don’t hesitate with my answer.

“Yes Tiger and I think I still do.” I pull the door open and jump when it’s slammed shut from behind me.

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