Chapter 333

Camila Harrington was genuinely spooked by the way Prescott Ellington was acting. It wasn’t that she thought he'd actually hurt her—no, what made her nervous was his tendency to ignore the setting and pull these over-the-top, intimate moves. Knowing him, this kind of stuff was exactly his style. Prescott was never shy about using flirty and shameless behavior to get under her skin. Out of the corner of her eye, Camila noticed that a bunch of people had slowed down to stare. Her palms were already getting clammy from the tension. “Prescott, can you let go first? We can talk, but not like this. There are a lot of people watching. You don’t want us to become some kind of street performance, do you?” Camila looked up at him, keeping her voice as calm and gentle as she could. It wasn’t that she was chickening out—but now wasn’t the time to go head-to-head with him. If it turned into a showdown, odds were she’d end up losing face. After everything she’d been through, she’d learned not all re