“I appreciate that.”
“You’re welcome.”
Cameron never planned on having such a conversation with her daughter. She didn’t know what to say or what to do. Especially when she herself had no idea what the kiss meant. Melanie had left so quickly that there wasn’t time to ask. For all Cameron knew, Melanie was embarrassed and never wanted it brought up again.
I hope that’s not the case.
“So,” Dylan lowered her gaze from Cameron as she mindlessly ran her hand over the rim of the glass, “what does this mean?”
“I—I don’t know, honey. And believe me when I say Ihategiving you that answer. I just don’t know what it means. Not yet. I have to talk to Mel first.”
“So, Aunt Mel kissed you first?”
Cameron nodded.
“I should have known by the way she had you pushed up against the wall. She’s gotmoves, Mom.”
“Oh, geez.” Cameron groaned, leaning onto the counter as she covered her face with her hands. “I can’t have this conversation with you right now.”
“Why?” Dylan groaned dramatically. “Ineedall the details. Your love life has been so boring until now.”
Cameron put her hand on her hip and cocked her head at Dylan. “Okay, first off, my love life hasn’t beenboring. I just don’t share every detail with you or your brother until I think the woman I’m with is worthy of being a part of your lives.”
“Well, then it’s a good thing Aunt Mel has been with us since the day we were born.”
“Yes, but you also forget that Aunt Mel is married to Uncle Rob.”
“Not for long, if that kiss was any indication.” Dylan’s comment made Cameron jokingly throw a dish towel at her as they both laughed. “I’m just saying, Mom.”
“Yeah, well, why don’t you keep your thoughts to yourself until I figure this out, okay?” Walking around the kitchen island, Cameron stood beside Dylan as she looked into her daughter’s eyes. “I promise I will keep you updated on everything when it’s time. But right now, I have nothing more to say than I know just as much as you do aboutwhyAunt Mel kissed me.”
“Because she loves you, Mom.”
Dylan’s voice was more confident than Cameron ever remembered hearing. Not knowing what else to say, Cameron gave Dylan a kiss on the cheek.
“I promise I’ll keep you posted with everything. Just don’t tell your brother yet, please. I’ll be sure to let both of you know if or when anything happens between me and Aunt Mel, okay?”
“Okay,” Dylan nodded, hugging Cameron. Kissing Dylan goodnight, they made their way to their bedrooms. As Cameron crawled into her bed, thoughts of Melanie clouded her mind.
What did the kiss mean?
Did she regret it?
Had they just had too many glasses of wine?
What did this mean for Melanie’s marriage?
Was their friendship forever changed?
The barrage of questions made sleep almost impossible for Cameron. She looked at her phone, hoping to see a message from Melanie, but instead, she found work emails she would deal with the next day.
Looking up at the ceiling, Cameron thought back to the kiss. It had to mean something. Otherwise, Melanie wouldn’t have done it. What if, after all the years they had been friends, they were finally ready to cross the line into something more? Cameron could nearly giggle at the mere thought of being with Melanie. She’d never crossed the line before out of respect for Melanie’s marriage. But if Melanie was kissingher, then maybe there was more going on in the Wright-Sullivan house than Melanie let on.
Oh, my god. Stop wishing your best friend’s marriage was over just so you can kiss her again without feeling guilty.
By the next morning, Cameron barely got herself and Dylan up and out the door on time to make it to work and school. With a light workload for the day, Cameron was keenly aware she hadn’t seen or heard from Melanie yet. Taking the elevator to the labor and delivery floor just before eight a.m., Cameron was surprised to find Vera there at the nurses’ station.
“Hey.”
