WORKING FOR CAMERON DALLAS *BWWM

Chapter 30: Coming Home

"You know I'm leaving in a couple of days, right?" I say kissing Cam's hair.

"Yeah, I know." He says sadly. "Take me?"

"No...hell no. I need a break from you." I laugh. He doesn't.

"I'm kidding babe." I kiss him again and he lazily throws his head on my chest. We cuddle in my living room and blankly stare at the screen that plays 007.

"How long you gonna be in Florida?"

"My mom asked me to visit for a week or so while my dad is away."

"And what about Asher?" Cameron asks concerned.

"Yolanda." I smile back at him.

He seems a little let down because he secretly wants me to stay. "Don't get into any trouble, Cene....and don't talk to him."

"Who?"

"You know who I'm talking about."

I do, I just want to hear him say it so I stare blankly.

"Your ex!" He barely shouts. He's so frustrated, let me stop annoying him.

"Okay damn! Don't worry, it's not gonna happen. I'ma be there for my mom and that's completely it." I say, partially lying. I'm going for my mom, but I'm also gonna be kicking some a*s amongst Amabel and Blaire and if Dylan is there, he could catch these hands too!

"Don't freakin lie to me, Cene Angeles!" He warns.

"Baby, I got you."

We sit in a comfortable silence until I break it. "So you gonna put in a police report for baby Cam or what?"

Cameron sighs. "I don't know. The more I think about it, the more I feel bad. I mean, she hasn't seen him in so long and I'm sure she just wants to spend a little while with him."

"Are you serious Cameron? Get off me." I push him up and look him in the eyes. "You child's mother is a certified nut-case who could be across the country with your baby son! You don't know if she's coming back!"

Cameron just stares at me.

"Unless you do know...something you're not telling me?"

"She texted me a few hours ago."

He holds up his phone and as much as I want to get mad at him, I just snatch it and read the texts. It starts with her immediately apologizing for taking baby Cameron. Then it goes on to explain her reasoning for this and that she plans to have him back within the week. I think it's a bunch of bull. I read Cameron's replies and the way he speaks to her, it seems like he has this weird soft spot for her and is wrapped around her tiny fingers. I look up from the phone and at Cameron who is staring into the TV hard. I shake my head and hop up, storming out the room.

"What?!" He hollers.

I make my way to go upstairs and on my way I see flashing lights out in the driveway. I look out the window and see two cop cars. I open the door, swiftly, worried as to what it could be.

"Who's at the door?" Cameron hollers from the living room. I ignore him and step outside.

I stand on my porch steps and wait for one of the cops to come up to me. He gathers some things from his front seat and begins to walk up to me.

"How'd you get in the gate?" I ask first.

"It was open." The cop replies.

"What is all this? What's going on?"

"You're not...Denise Angeles, I take it?"

"No." I say confused. "Why do you need her?"

"Is Mrs. Angeles in?"