Chapter 6

Camilla's call was the final key that unlocked everything.

My breathing was a mess.

I swept her up in a bridal carry, holding her horizontally in my arms.

She let out a short yelp and instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck.

Her calves, wrapped in black stockings, swayed in the air.

"Your neck's still hurt!" Camilla said.

"I'll live," I replied, my voice rough, striding toward the bedroom.

"Take it easy..." she pleaded.

"Can't do it," I shot back.

I pushed the bedroom door open with my foot and set her down on the bed.

My hand traced up…