Watching Cameron eat the dinner she cooked, Sharon couldn't help the smile pulling at her lips. It had been so long since anyone had eaten her cooking that she had almost forgotten this pleasure. But he was reminding her of that and she couldn't be happier.

This was the first relationship she had where she didn't feel inferior. Cameron was both her friend and lover. There was no distinction between the two. And she knew it wasn't just him. She, too, had changed. No longer was she so subservient. She wouldn't hold back from voicing her concerns and opinions. It felt too ideal to be real.

Playing with the food on her plate, she looked down and wondered why there was a deep well of guilt for feeling this happy. It wasn't as if this was a spur of the moment decision. They had talked about it and spent that night together. Although their talk had been rushed, they were on the same page.

After that night, they had reverted to how it was before Holly. For the most part. Yes, they were together. Yes, they were slowly fitting into the other's life. But it wasn't like everything was smooth sailing between the two of them.

There were a few hiccups along the way. That was to be expected, though. They had changed so much between their separation that it was like getting to know a new person again. For the most part, they were doing well. There was more openness in this relationship now.

Having dinner wherever possible, they would head to whoever's place was closer after. And there, they often had late night conversations over dinner about work, life and the meaning of the universe. And when either of them was too busy, they would have a phone call until someone fell asleep.

There was one exception though. One area where they couldn't see eye to eye on. And that was their disagreement with her new role at work. As that was a major change in her life, she had had to restructure her life to accommodate it. That meant that her working hours were much different to what they had been. Basically, she couldn't leave at the same time as before.

And he hated that. He was so used to her old working hours that he would throw a tantrum when she had to work late. Or he'd pout when she had to take call about work. It didn't help that with her mentor being who he was, she was helping to manage mainly male athletes.

Not that she saw them as anything other than clients but in Cameron's head, they were all trying to get into her pants. She didn't know where he got that idea. Nonetheless, she tried to correct him. But the more she tried to convince him otherwise, the stronger he had held onto that conviction.

It wasn't until he brought this up with Matt that he was finally convinced. She hadn't even known they had a meeting this afternoon. There should have been some gossip but it must've flown over her head. She had been busy running in and out of the office for one client of the other. It was only when she was suddenly summoned into his office and saw Cameron there, looking sheepish and embarrassed that she knew.

Thinking back upon it, she had to smile.

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"Matt, you wanted to see me- Cameron?"

Sharon was taken aback to see him there.Having just returned from settling some discord for her client, she had barely taken a seat at her desk before she was called to Matt's office. She had thought that it was about work but seeing her boyfriend there, this felt more personal.

Holding back a sigh, she took a seat upon Matt's gesture. Now that she knew it was personal, her mind began churning out other possible implications of this meeting. Foremost in her mind is Matt. As her boss, this would put her under a bad light, much to her despair. Having earned a smidgen of respect from her colleagues and clients, she was at a place right now where she could finally relax.

The last thing she expected was this conference between her boss and her boyfriend. Trying hard to keep her composure, she looked at Cameron from the side of her eyes and felt a vindictive wave of pleasure. At least he had the grace to look uncomfortable and guilty.

"Now that we have all the concerned parties together,"Matt said, starting the meeting, "do you want to bring that up again, Cameron?"

"What? No. It's was just a simple question. And not anything important, anyway. I just wanted to check things out with you. That's all,"he responded, turning the table on Matt. He looked incredibly flustered and shifty. His words didn't give any clue about what they were talking about but she had an idea. This time she couldn't hold back the sigh.

"So what did he talk to you about? Is it my hours?"she asked Matt, ignoring her boyfriend. She didn't feel like dealing with him right now. This was also to punish him for his impudence.

"Yes."

"Did you set him straight?"

"Yes."

"And he understands?"

"Yes."

"Good. Then that's settled. I have to get back to work-"

"Wait. I didn't call you just for that,"Matt cuts in, making her paused. She was about to get out of her chair. Sitting herself back down again, she waited for him to continue. He took a deep breath and she could literally feel him sucking all the air from the room. "So the two of you are going out?"

"Yes." She waited. This didn't look like the end of the rapid fire session.

"From when?"

"A couple of weeks back, I guess. Why?"

"Why did no one tell me?"

"I, I don't understand what you mean. We are together now. I mean, we even go back together-"

"I thought you guys just went back to how it was before. Back when you do things together but were not going out. This time is different, right? This is official, right? You're in a relationship?"

"Obviously. This is different. For one thing, we're not living together. Why would we go back together if we're not living together?"

"That's not important right now. Just answer me this question. Are the two of you in a romantic relationship?"

"Why do I have to answer this? Why do you care?"

"Of course I have to care,"Matt said, his frustration palpable. "If one of my agents goes out with a client, I have to plan for any potential fall-out or rumors flying about. Like abuse or a tell-all story." She felt so dumb. This was only natural. An agent would consider all outcomes and prepare for the worst. And Cameron was still a client even though she viewed him as her lover. Why hadn't that occur to her?

"Why are you guys ignoring me?"Cameron finally spoke up. "And why are you talking about this? I don't plan on anyone hurting Sharon."

"Well, take care not to add to her workload. You doing this doesn't help,"Matt snapped. The two of them devolved into a pointless argument after and she left without them noticing. But she left with a lighter heart. It felt good to have his approval.

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Noticing Cameron looking at her with a quizzical expression, Sharon just shook her head. There was no need to rehash that any longer. He had finally accepted the rigors of her job and she accepted that he would always go to Matt for help. Glad that that was over, she finished her dinner and drained her wineglass.

"What did you and Matt talk about after I left?"she asked curiously over the wineglass.

"Nothing much. He just lectured me on what to do if there are any news or rumors. And warned me to treat you well. As if I won't do that,"he muttered.

"Well, then I hope you won't bother me about my work anymore?" Even though she knew the answer, she had to make sure. Holding her breath, she waited for his response.

"Fine,"he said, while rolling his eyes. Then he straightened and looked directly into her eyes. Taken aback, she, too, sat up straight. "But that doesn't mean you can work all hours of the night. When you're with me, you're with me."

"Alright, alright, Mr Bossy Pants,"she teased with a smile. But although she presented a cool front, her heart was trying to beat out of her chest. She almost couldn't breathe. Exactly where had that intensity come from? It was like the clumsy, adorable Cameron had just been a shell for that fierce man before her. She didn't know what to think.

She could only think to escape. Heading to the kitchen, she collected the dishes without another word. Then her phone rang.

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Watching the way Sharon was ignoring the call, Cameron held back a frown. He had an idea of who it was from the way she averted her eyes and continued silently to the kitchen. It was definitely not about work. If it was, she would be eager to answer while looking at him with guilty eyes. So that left one other option.

Sighing when he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket, he grabbed a new can of beer and told her he had to take a call, then headed to his patio. Looking at the screen, he wondered whether he really wanted to take this call. He could have a nice night with her and shove this problem for another time. That sounded nice.

And unrealistic.

There was no way this woman would give up that easily. And she proved him right by calling him again as soon as the first call ended. Sighing, he took a sip of his beer before answering the call. Regret was the first feeling that came to him immediately.

"Took you long enough,"Amelia snapped.

"Good evening, Amelia,"he said woodenly, looking down at the street. The lights from the cars, restaurants was a good distraction from this call. Like a rash that wouldn't go away, she had been pestering the two of them once news about their relationship spread. While he commended Sharon's firm refusal, he wished her sister would take the message. "What a nice night we are having. I just finished dinner. Have you had yours?"

"Shut up. I don't care about that. Tell Sharon to answer my call." At least she's direct, he thought, trying to find a silver lining. But that was hard to do when she was so rude.

"Look. She doesn't want to talk to you. And stop making me your errand boy. I helped you once and she almost left me. I'm not going to do that again."

"Come on. This is the last time. I just need to apologise and we can go back to how it was."

"It's not going to be that easy, Amelia. She's been hurt too many times for a simple sorry to work."

"Then what will? I want to mend this but she won't give me the time of day." She sounded so morose that he felt a strong urge to help her but he had to remain strong. This was just a front. He knew what this woman could do. She had cut a fellow model to shreds with her tongue. Even with her pregnancy, she was still capable of that.

While he was contemplating that, he heard the sliding door moving. Sharon joined him at the railings with her wineglass as he took another sip. This was bad. He didn't want her to get the wrong idea. The call had to end fast. Suddenly, she filched his phone from right in his hand. Startled, he could just watch as she spoke into the phone. Then she handed the phone back to him.

"You're meeting her? Are you sure?"

"Yeah. As long as she understands that that doesn't change anything, I can see her as many times as she wants. But don't let her bother you so much. This is between us sisters."

"It's because I know she's your sister that I take the call. I don't do this just for anyone, you know,"he returned, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. Feeling her shivering, he pulled her closer into his side. Knowing how hard this was for her, he steered her back into the living room. "So what should we watch tonight?"

AN: Hey guys. Hope you're well. Thanks so much for waiting patiently for this update. I actually wrote another version but wasn't too happy about it. So I'm glad I get to rest and change it. 

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