I took a slow sip of champagne.
And somehow still not enough to distract me from the fact that Dominic Kings was standing somewhere behind half the people in this room.
Beside me, Camille shifted slightly.
“You want to walk to the other side?” she asked.
I glanced at her.
“Why?”
She lifted one shoulder.
“You seem uncomfortable.”
I immediately shook my head.
“No.”
My answer came faster than necessary.
“I’m fine here.”
Camille studied me.
I ignored it.
“There’s no reason for me to run away every time I see him.”
Her brows lifted slightly.
Then she nodded.
“Okay.”
Several seconds passed.
The orchestra shifted into another piece.
People continued laughing.
And then a hand landed briefly on my shoulder.
I turned automatically.
Before I could react, Hayes stepped in front
