by Eva Andrews
Chapter 11
Shayne
Monday morning normally would have greeted me with wobbly legs, and a fulfilled sexual appetite after a weekend with Cam. Problem was, I didn’t get to have my normal weekend with him.
Lana had fucked that up for me late Friday night after the engagement party.
God, that wickedly smart tramp was much better than I thought. I really wished I hadn’t been taking the high road and just told Cameron everything that woman had said to me since I started dating him.
He had taken a call right as we arrived home from Addie’s engagement party. I came home expecting to be properly fucked by my boyfriend, not help him pack at 3am so he could fly off with Lana and two other directors.
I was pissed for a handful of reasons.
One, while I was helping Cam pack, I saw texts from Lana. I couldn’t help it, I looked and read through them all while he was busy packing and sending emails to his right-hand people on his laptop.
Lana, well she was a fucking bitch.
The things she said about me, about his business and how he was acting was off on radioactive super cunt territory.
I was so upset with what I had read that I didn’t say anything afterward. I should have told him about how she treated me, I should have told him I read her texts on his phone- but I chickened out, again.
Lana was a snake, she recoiled when people were watching, and struck when everyone had their heads turned. I don’t know why I had repeatedly taken her shit, but I had. Part of me knew it was all smoke and mirrors, the bitch was a jealous cunt.
I guess my saving grace was I didn’t want to act like the soft girlfriend who ran to Cam when someone upset me. I wasn’t that person. I also, wasn’t overly confident in my relationship with a billionaire who suddenly wanted to settle down, no matter our past.
I just had this unhealthy idea in my head that he’d take her side. His responses to her were not what I expected. It wasn’t that he didn’t defend me, he just hadn’t replied to any of them that were personal. He only replied to her when it involved a real business discussion.
Second thing that hurt my feelings was he didn’t ask me to go with him. I would have thrown shit in a bag and flew off with him to London in a blink of an eye. I could have kept myself busy shopping in London while they were working.
Our weeks were consumed by traveling and our jobs, the weekends were mine- or so I thought. Which, that thought pissed me off too. I thought I was over that stage where I followed a man around like a little lost puppy dog. It appeared not.
I was lost in Cameron, he had consumed me. Exactly what I was afraid of.
The time away from each other was good for me. It put me and my life back in check.
Now here I was, Monday morning sitting in my office looking at my calendar deciding what the fuck I should do. I hadn’t slept well all weekend. I had planned on having a serious conversation with Cameron this past weekend, but then he went away and there was no way I was having this conversation over the phone or via text with him while he was in another country.
I had an appointment with my new O.B. office this morning to have my IUD removed, and I wanted to talk to Cam about it this weekend and gauge his feelings. It wasn’t that I was onboard with having kids before marriage train, but my IUD had years of life expectancy left, and if this was the direction he and I were moving, it’d be better to get it out now and let my body reset. I could always use another form of contraception until I was seriously ready to have a baby.
I had thought long and hard about what I wanted, and I knew without a doubt that I wanted children. Specifically, Cameron Carmichael’s dark haired, blue-eyed babies.
Grabbing my purse, I checked my watch and headed out of my office. Miles was due to pick me up shortly. He had been driving me to and from work for the past few weeks. This morning as he dropped me off at work, I asked if he was still going to be in town. I mumbled my way through explaining I needed a ride to the doctor’s office.
The sweet man just waved me off and chuckled, and asked where I needed to be, and what time. He then, told me he’d pick me up at 10am.
Of course, the man said yes.
Miles was always available to drive me somewhere, assuming the Carmichaels weren’t using his services. Sighing, I knew I’d have to stop using Miles and get my own damn car, but I couldn’t lie…it was nice to not have to park or drive in this city.
Walking outside, the heat hit me like a brick wall. I had lived in this city over a month now and I had yet to get acclimated to the fucking humidity.
“Good morning Miss Shayne.” Miles’ calm voice snapped me out of my mood.
The 6’3 driver/bodyguard smiled at me as standing he opened the door to the Bentley. Suddenly realizing I knew nothing about this man, I grinned up at him as I slid into the sleek black car, “Miles, am I ever going to get to meet Mrs. Miles?”
Grinning, he shut the door behind me and slipped into the driver’s seat, “How do you know there is a lady waiting at home for me?”
Shrugging, “I suspect a man of your caliber to have landed a really nice woman.”
“My caliber? Miss Shayne, I’m a chauffeur.”
Wagging my finger at him as we drove towards my appointment, “There is more to you than meets the eye Miles. My brother was an Army Ranger, I know a military man when I see one.”
Seeing him grin in the rearview mirror, “What branch were you Miles? That is, if you don’t mind me asking.”
Driving us smoothly towards the posh medical center, “Green Beret, I retired fifteen years ago. The Carmichael family needed a man with many talents, and I had the skill set they were looking for.”
“You’ve worked for them for fifteen years?” I asked, quite taken back. Miles looked, maybe forty.
Nodding, “Yes Ma’am.”
“How old are you Miles? You don’t look a day over 40!”
Laughing, he pulled into the sleek new office and pulled around the semi-circle drive to drop me off at the grand entrance, “I turned 48 a few months ago, but I don’t feel that old at all.”
“Whatever you’re doing Miles, keep it up. I hope I look that good when I’m 48!” I said honestly.
Parking the car, he got out and opened the door for me and helped me out. In a tight black sheath dress and sky high heels, I appreciated the assistance.
Looking up at the building I couldn’t but help questioning myself.
Was I doing the right thing? What if Cam changed his mind about wanting children? What the fuck was wrong with me?
“Miss Shayne?” Miles asked quietly as I heard the car door shut gently behind me.
Coming out of my daze, “I’m sorry, woolgathering.”
Looking down at me like my father used to, my heart constricted. That is why I liked Miles Carver so much, he was so much like my dad.
“I’d love for you to meet my wife, I know she would love you.”
Grinning, “Oh I would love that Miles! I can’t wait to meet her. Does she like the open water? Maybe a night out on Cam’s ship, I can cook us dinner?”
“Are you sure?” He asked as we stood outside my doctor’s office.
“Of course, I’ll figure some dates out and see what works for you guys. I don’t mean to brag, but I am a good cook, I promise!” My worries were temporarily forgotten as I planned an awesome double date with the Carver family in my head.
“Text me when you’re done, I’ll meet you right here. Okay kiddo?” He teased.
Nodding, “Thank you!”
Slipping into the rotating door, I went to the bank of elevators and headed up to my new doc’s floor. Letting out a large sigh, I looked at my phone one more time hoping to see a message from Cameron.
Texting him, quickly I turned my phone on silent and slipped it back in my purse.
Less than an hour later, I was walking out the door to the familiar black car that was waiting for me as promised. Slipping in, I pulled out my phone to another blank screen wi
th no reply from my lover.
Frowning, my brain was in a million places right now. Miles must have sensed my mood and left me in peace as we drove away.
I couldn’t place what had me so miserable, the fact that I hadn’t seen my boyfriend in days, or if I was overly self-conscious about my decision to remove my birth control. I knew myself well enough to know I was being a tad dramatic.
It was just one of those times in my life I wished I had a mother I could talk to, one that I trusted and loved enough to share these moments with. My friends had been blessed with mothers they could reach out to, they relied on them for wisdom. My mother was as far away from nurturing and loving as could be.
My mother was evil, pure fucking evil.
Life had fallen apart when I was eighteen, since then I learned to handle shit on my own. Chris was one of the only people in the world I trusted with the truth, nevertheless, if I was going to have a real future with Cameron I knew I would have to tell him about the past.
Looking out the window, I realized we were not headed towards the museum.
“Miles, where are we going?”
“Sorry darling, forgot to mention it, I have to stop by Cameron’s office to pick something up. You don’t mind, do you?”
“No its okay.” I wasn’t in a rush to get back to the office. It was going to be a boring day of cataloging all the new art work that had been purchased. Really, I could have my assistants do that for me if I wanted.
Settling back into the comfy seat, I closed my eyes and figured I’d just sit inside the air-conditioned car while he ran up to Cam’s office to retrieve whatever it was he was after.
Pulling up to Cam’s tall skyscraper, I tried to hide my pout.
“Miss Shayne, come up with me?” Miles asked as he parked in the valet area like he owned the place.
“I’m fine Miles, go ahead without me.” I waved him off, not wanting to explain Lana had banned me from my boyfriend’s office. Gritting my teeth, that shit still pissed me off.
Opening my door, he held out his hand, “Come on, I’ll introduce you to my wife on our way to Cam’s office.”
Squinting up at him, I took the bait, “She works here too?”
Nodding, he helped me out of the car. “Indeed, she works for Cameron, she is his assistant. She keeps that young man right in line, come on darling.”
Taking his hand, I slid out of the car and smiled, “You know I won’t say no now.” I knew Lana couldn’t get through Miles, no way he’d let that bitch keep me from meeting his wife today. Happiness started to warm my heart as I tried to imagine what Miles’ wife was like.
Walking into the large glass entrance, Miles and I walked through security and straight to the bank of executive elevators. Clicking his ID badge to the scanner, the elevators opened and then closed behind us as we entered.
Hitting the 25th floor, Miles stepped back and handed me something.
“What’s this?” I asked, taking the plastic card.
“Your badge, gets you access into the building at any time, and access to this private elevator. Actually, it gives you the exact same access to everything and anything in this building, just like Cam. You are the only other person to have that much access besides him.”
Suddenly confused, “Miles, I don’t need this.”
“Yes you do kiddo, and it isn’t from me, it’s from your Cameron. Come on, let’s go introduce you to my bride.”
Chapter 12
Cameron
Hearing her voice outside my office made me instantly smile.
Shayne was here, finally. After days of missing that beautiful woman, I was finally going to get to see her. I had plans for that lady, and it started with proving to her that anything I had was hers, that she belonged in every aspect of my life, even here.
The suddenness and urgency of me leaving for London, along with the 6-hour time difference had fucked up my entire weekend plans with Shayne.
Although I hadn’t been able to talk to her since yesterday, and she had no idea I had arrived back in town. Hopefully the woman would be happy, not pissed that I hadn’t told her I was back.
Hearing Miles direct Shayne into my office, under the disguise of getting the thumb drive in my top drawer, I heard her high heel footsteps approaching my office door. My office had a panoramic view of New Orleans, but had complete privacy glass from the office floor.
Grinning at the thought of seeing her in nothing but her sexy heels, I waited.
No one could see into my office, which was perfect since I planned to fuck my girlfriend on my desk the moment I got my hands on her.
Opening the door, she walked in and came to a dead stop as she saw me. My door shut automatically behind her, enclosing her inside my large office in complete privacy.
“Cam.” Her eyes filled with tears as she dropped her large Hermes purse in shock and stared at me.
Dressed in a tight black dress that played up her magnificent body, I put my lust on the shelf and instantly shifted into concern as I witnessed the tears forming.
Standing up from my desk, I walked out behind it and was only a few steps in when she closed the distance between us and crashed into me. Wrapping her arms around my neck she held onto me so fucking tight my heart constricted in emotional pain.
Something was wrong and I hadn’t been there for her.
“Shay, baby…”
Sniffling, “I’m sorry, it’s just been a shitty weekend without you. Hard morning, just overly emotional. I’m sorry, I’m an idiot.”
Scooping her up, I walked over to the sitting area where my large leather couch sat. Sitting down, I kept her in my lap, and tipped up her chin, “You are not an idiot. Tell me what’s going on baby.”
“I was pissed you left me here on Friday. Pissed about Lana, pissed about being banned from your office. Emotional over conversations I wanted to have with you this weekend, and making decisions without you. Everything went to shit in a few days, and I really fucking missed you.”
Well there was one thing about Shayne, the woman was honest. I fucking treasured that about her. She might have things she hasn’t shared with me, but she never lied.
“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t even think about asking you to join, you have every right to be pissed. I should have thought about it. As far as the other shit, you have to talk to me…I don’t know what is going on if you don’t tell me.”
Granted, I knew more than I was letting on but she didn’t need to know that. I wanted her to fucking talk to me. She was probably afraid of me pushing her away if she acted like a jealous girlfriend, but that was the last thing I was going to do.
Rubbing her hands over her face, she slipped out of her black Jimmy Choo shoes, “My dealings with Lana have been anything but pleasant from the moment I met her. In fact, they are always volatile. It started at the Gala and has gotten increasingly worse. She has said really fucking awful things to me, she banned me from coming to your office and I feel like she’s doing everything in her power to come between us.”
Shayne was keeping the details to herself, that I respected. Although I was sure if I asked, she’d tell me everything- which would only piss me off more. I was fucking livid with Lana, close to loathing the woman entirely.
“Shayne, she only works for me, and right now I’m really close to firing her. She is nothing more than employee, no matter what she thinks. I have never led her to believe there was anything between us but friendship. I have never slept with that woman, ever.” Sliding my hand up her thigh, I slipped it under her dress and cupped her lush ass.
“Tell me you believe me.” I asked, squeezing her ass.
Tilting her chin up, she brushed her soft lips against mine, “I believe you Cameron.”
Those four words did me in.
I needed her to believe me, to trust me. I wanted her in my corner forever, covering my back like I would cover hers. I wanted her to be my partner in everything. Sliding her over my lap so she straddled me, I shimmed up her ti
ght dress so I could see her panties, black lace- my favorite.
“Tell me what else is wrong Shayne, I know there is more.” Gripping her hips, I brought her down so she could feel how much I wanted her.
Sighing, she closed her eyes and rested her forehead against mine, and rested her hands on my shoulders, “I wanted to talk to you this weekend about my doctor’s appointment.”
Instantly worried, “Shayne, is everything okay?” Panic clear in my voice.
Nodding, “Yes, I’m fine Cam. I just…I had an appointment to have my IUD taken out and I wanted to talk to you about it beforehand. I didn’t want to have that conversation on the phone, and I didn’t want to reschedule my appointment. You asked me to consider having children, and I’ve been thinking about it ever since then. I made the appointment and hoped I’d get to talk to you before I went.”
My heart was beating super fucking fast as I held onto her tightly, and nudged her with my face, “When is your appointment?”
“It was this morning.”
Her eyes finally locked with mine, we were both trying to read the other’s reaction. Part of me was afraid to ask my next question, mainly because her answer would tell me the direction we were headed. Either we were about to move forward, or we might be taking a step backward.
“Shayne?” It was all I could ask, my heart was in my throat.
Sucking her bottom lip into her mouth she took a deep breath, “I had it removed. I’m sorry I didn’t wait to talk to you about it. I figured I can just take a more temporary birth control until...”
Shutting her up with a hard kiss, I took over her mouth and swept my tongue into her mouth as she moaned. Sliding her thong to the side, I ran my hand over her sex as I felt my cock growing painfully in my tight dress pants.
I fucking wanted this woman right now, she had finally made a move towards permanence and I wasn’t about to let her slip backwards now. Shayne was going to be mine; I was going to put a ring on her finger and a baby in her belly sooner than later, and right now I wanted to possess her.