Chapter 10: The Christmas Party

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I was sweating hard. We were in the CIA gym. It was huge. There was glass all around it. So we would see passing agents who were simply enjoying work.

"Faster! You're better than that!" Townsend shouted at me as I sprinted by him. I was in a sports bra and shorts. My bump was sticking out. Townsend had on a track suit and was holding a stopwatch.

I sprinted another lap and then put my hands on my knees and gasped for air. Townsend hit the button.

"You ran that one slower, Cameron," he stated. I finally caught my breath.

"I was tired," I explained. He shook his head at me.

"You're always going to be tired," he countered and I nodded. "While I have you here, the Christmas party will be at our house on Friday. 8:00, be there." I nodded. I almost forgot that Christmas was next week. I was 6 months pregnant, and really showing. I would be 7 months on Wednesday.

"Go!" He shouted again and I started sprinting. I saw Zach walking by in the glass. He was holding a suitcase. He's home! I sprinted even harder. I went 3 more laps around the track and stopped at Townsend's feet.

"What is going on here?" I heard a voice ask coming up behind him. It was Zach. His mouth was wide open and he looked shocked.
"Gallagher Girl you can't workout!"

"She can, and she did," Townsend replied. Zach looked his father in the eye. He gave him the 'butt out' look. Townsend backed down.

"I needed a break. You were gone for 3 days, I got lonely. I asked Ed to help me workout," I said.

"The old British man?" Zach asked with a grin to his father. "You've hit rock bottom now." Townsend punched him in the arm. Their bond was so weird.

"It wasn't dangerous, Zach. Plus, she's super slow now anyways," Ed commented. This time I punched him in the arm.

"I got a little gift from Rome," Zach said. He cut his eyes at the 2 of us. "The nice lady from the hotel sent me a picture of my father and... step mother? I thought I was going to see a picture of Abby and you. Imagine my shock as I see my dad dipping my wife and giving her a passionate kiss. She also commented on how much of a gold digger you are, Cammie."

I blushed like crazy. Townsend cringed. Oh this was going to be a fun Christmas Party.

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    I studied myself in the mirror. I was wearing a tight red dress, accessorizing my bump. I twisted my hair back into a half up half down ponytail and curled it. I loved the ombré dye I had recently done to my hair. I did a smoky eye for the makeup. I stepped back to see how I looked. I thought I could even make Macey McHenry proud. I heard Zach yell up the stairs at me.

     "Cam let's go! We're gonna be late!" He shouted. I put on my diamond dangly earrings and walked down the stairs.

      I saw that Zach had dark wash jeans, a white shirt, and a black leather jacket. He gelled his hair and gave it a bit of a spiky look. He looked hot. When he saw me walking down the stairs his eyes went wide.

    "Woah," he said. He looked me up and down. "You look amazing, Gallagher Girl." I smiled. I was satisfied with my compliment.

   "Not so bad yourself," I said with a smirk. He handed me my dark sunglasses. He opened the door to our shiny black car for me.

   We made the drive to the Townsend "party" house. It was, in a sense, huge. It was the perfect place for our annual Christmas party. The Christmas party was the one night everyone sent their kids somewhere else and the adults raged. It wasn't really Zach and my scene, but we always made an exception to this party. We got to the front gates and gave our keys to the driver.

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