Chapter 153

Camila was feeling a little on edge. Outside the bathroom door, Prescott's voice rang out, impatient as ever. "Camila, how much longer are you gonna take? If you don't come out now, I'm coming in." "I'm coming, just a sec." She took a deep breath in front of the mirror, gave herself one last look, then turned the handle and stepped out. As soon as she appeared, Prescott's eyes locked onto her like a laser, dark and intense-just a bit too hot to handle. She was wearing a pale blue dress, her long black hair loosely pinned up. The light makeup she'd put on only made her features even more delicate and pretty. That shade of blue really worked on her. It made her look calm and distant, the kind of beauty that pulls focus and leaves people speechless. "Prescott, can we go now?" Camila noticed the look in his eyes getting more dangerous by the second and got the feeling he might pull something totally out of line right there at the doorway. He'd told her earlier he was going to introduce her