Chapter 192: A Vow
Cameron's POV
He smiled at that—just briefly, the real smile, not the professional one. The one I'd spent eighteen months cataloguing before I admitted what I was doing.
I stepped closer. He didn't step back. I put a hand against the side of his face, which was something I was still getting used to being allowed to do, and he leaned into it slightly in the way he did—not dramatically, just a small gravitational lean, like a plant toward light.
"He's right about one thing," I said.
"What's that?"
"I should have told him sooner. Or you should have—I understand why you didn't, but. He made a very reasonable alternative narrative because the actual one wasn't available."
Lucian looked at me for a moment. "We're keeping it quiet because of your parents. And Sedona."
