Chapter 160: Cameron's Jealous
Cameron's POV
I'd been watching him text someone for two weeks.
Not surveillance—I wasn't monitoring him deliberately, wasn't tracking the frequency or timing with the intentional attention of someone who'd decided to gather data. It happened the way things happened when you were paying attention to someone already, which was that the details presented themselves without being sought.
Lunch, Tuesday of the first week back: phone in hand, the specific typing rhythm of someone composing rather than responding, the brief pause to read, the composing again. He'd put it away when the food arrived without finishing the message, which meant either the message could wait or he'd decided finishing it was something he didn't want to do in the current company.
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