Justice Falling (Falling #3)(41)

His little lips pinched together and he put a hand to his head. “ I forgotted. But I’m gonna be five soon!” He yelped with glee. Camille sighed.

When I thought the situation couldn’t get any stranger, a petite Asian woman entered the room wearing nothing but sexy lingerie and a silk robe open at the waist. My eyes took in the blue and black corset, stockings and shag me heels before I could look away. What the f*ck was going on here?

The woman hadn’t noticed me. She was looking at her outfit and pulling her long black hair back. “Cam, how does this look for toni…” her words trailed off as she lifted her head and our eyes met. She twirled around, clasping the edges of her robe, frantically tying them shut. “Oh my God, Oh my God.”

“That was quite an entrance.” I chuckled, trying to lighten whatever had just happened.

“Cam didn’t tell me we had a visitor,” she said through a clenched jaw. She narrowed her brow at her friend.

“I gathered that.” I held out a hand. “I’m Nate by the way. Camille’s boyfriend. It’s Jin right?”

“Uh, yeah. Boyfriend?” Her gaze shot to Camille. I didn’t turn to see what silent girl gestures she was doing behind my back.

“Yes, her boyfriend,” I assured her.

“O-kay.” Her eyes widened as she clutched her robe tighter.

“Mommy, what’s going on?” Another child’s voice entered the conversation. I looked down and saw a black-haired Asian child clutching Jin’s robe.

“Nothing Zach. Auntie has a visitor. Go back to bed.” The boy was the same height and size as Tanner.

“But he gets to stay up!” Zach wailed and stomped a foot.

“What?” She spotted Tanner hiding behind Camille. “Tanner, get your little booty over here right now. You know you’re supposed to be in bed. Auntie Jin is getting ready for work and Mommy has a visitor. Come on.” Her arm pointed down the small hallway.

Camille leaned down, hugged her son then kissed his forehead. “I love you, baby. Sleep tight okay. Mommy will be here when you wake up.”

And there it was. Mommy will be here when you wake up. The reason why Camille left my bed. She had to get back to her son. Her four year old son. Four and a half. Oh shite. That meant…no. Fucking no! I stood and waited until the children were around the corner.

“Nice meeting you, Nate.” Jin said over her shoulder and hustled the boys off. I turned and stared at Camille.

“He’s four and a half?”

“Yes,” Camille whispered.

“He’s Tyler’s son?” I asked the question knowing the answer. Camille nodded and closed her eyes on a heavy breath.

I stared at her. The most beautiful, kind, sweet, intelligent woman I had ever known. The only woman who had ever gotten under my skin. My girlfriend. The first woman I’d ever given that title to had a four year old son who belonged to my best mate. Sod all! If that wasn’t enough, she could be pregnant with my own child.

“I have to go.” I said through clenched teeth, not sure what to do but positive I couldn’t be here right now.

“Yeah, it’s best if you do. Goodbye, Nate.” Tears slipped down her cheeks. I wanted nothing more than to catapult to her, kiss them away and make it better for her but she’d been lying to me. Lying for a couple weeks now. I needed time to process what happened and deal with it.

“I’ll be in touch.” I assured her placing my hand on the door handle.

“Whatever you say, Nate,” she whispered. Her shoulders sagged as tears spilled down her cheeks and fell into tiny puddles on the wood floor next to her bare feet. I stormed over, pulled her body against mine, cupped the sides of her cheeks and held her gaze.

“You’re still mine. You wait for me to process this. Then we’ll talk. Stop f*cking running. Got it?”

Her lips trembled and more tears poured from her emerald eyes. They were greener than any of the lush landscapes back home. She was undoubtedly breathtaking when she cried. I couldn’t stop myself from kissing her. Her lips tasted of the salt from her tears and my sweet Camille.

“You’ll wait. Say yes, Precious,” I urged, not willing to let her go until she agreed.

“Yes, Precious.” A tiny grin crooked at the corner of her mouth. Christ she was heart-breakingly beautiful.

“I trust you,” I said with finality then kissed her once more.

“You shouldn’t,” she warned and closed her eyes.

“Don’t make me regret it.” I took one more taste of her lips, holding onto her far longer than I should. Having her close, my lips on hers, wasn’t giving me the space I needed to deal with the shite storm that bore over us this evening. Another peck, a little nibble that gifted me the mewl, and I pulled away. “Christ you’re f*cking delicious. I have to go. Later, we talk.”

I left her standing dazed, teary-eyed and so God damned beautiful she made my eyes hurt and my heart bleed. I was royally screwed.





Chapter 11





Three days had passed. Three excruciating days filled with fear, uncertainty and defeat. Nate didn’t want me. If he did, he would have already come for me, made contact somehow.

Jin urged me to give it time. She explained that three days didn’t mean it was over. It just meant that he wasn’t done processing. No news is good news, she said. I didn’t agree.