Vincent's POV
I did not stop till I was in my car, that was when I visibly calmed down. My hands were shaking as I brought it to my face, letting out a breath as I did so.
I sat in the back and looked out at the night street and thought about what Camilla had just done. The way she'd put her hands on my face to kiss me like it was something she had a right to. I'd known there were feelings there — I wasn't completely oblivious but I never thought she would attempt such a thing especially knowing how the last time ended.
We'd had something once. Years ago, before Wyatt, there had been a period where Camilla and I had been in each other's lives. We loved each other and we had passion like no other, everyday was filled with memories that I wanted to keep in my heart forever. I was so sur
