Chapter 27 - Heart Or Brain

Last few hours in Las Vegas then we have to fly back home and get back to our lives.

The bartender poured us a glass of scotch whiskey, I took a sip as I sighed. "I don't want to get back to my life, even If I do love my job. I enjoyed way too much to forget about my life."

Cameron lifted his glass and chuckled before drinking a few sips, "I know how it feels, I usually get here on my own but I am glad I brought you here."

"You're such a lonely person," I joked, but deep inside I truly wondered why he sounded like he was always alone, with all few people around him.

He seemed like he was a good person, maybe he feared people would take advantage of his wealthiness and pretend to be interested in his friendship? Nothing else came to my mind.

I didn't have many friends either so I didn't blame him, besides Joanna and a few other friends.

Joanna! I forgot to call her and to tell her where I was, she must be wondering where I have been and why I left out of nowhere.

I massaged my forehead and mentally cursed myself when I recalled I didn't even tell my mother, she is probably reposting my missing right now.

"What's wrong?" Cameron asked.

"I hope my mother didn't visit me home, I don't want her to know I left the city for a few days in Las Vegas with a person I barely know."

Cameron slouched forward and leaned closer to my ear as if he was going to tell me a secret, "breaking new miss Cinderella, you don't have to always tell her the truth."

Suggesting to lie to my mother? Now he acts like a friend, maybe not one with the best reputation.

I smiled, "you're right, but she knows me enough to be alarmed if I disappear for a few days." I scoffed and blinked twice, "which only proves my ex-boyfriend was right and I am pathetically boring."

I realized I said it aloud as soon as Cameron's face switched to an annoyed one, "Lily, don't ever dare to talk to my special friend like this!"

His voice piqued and he grew his eyebrows together, giving me a scolding glance.

Why was he so handsome? I sighed under my breath and I could feel my heart pounding.

"We need another one," he said to the bartender, I still tasted the bitterness of the last drink burning in my throat.

I bent my head, "I think I am done." I confessed, "I don't want to end up drunk in Las Vegas."

I already had a taste of that slice of life and I could state that I am too old to get drunk again.

And I didn't trust myself around him, I already lost control and I was sober.

The bartender already filled half of my glass.

"Let's drink it together." Cameron said we clinked glasses when he whispered "drink," we both drank in sync.

He finished the drink faster than me, inhaled, and then vociferates out, "like drinking a glass of water."

I rolled my eyes ignoring the huge smirk on his face.

"We shall go before the airplane takes off without us," I said pointing at the clock on the wall.

As I stood up I regretted having the second glass since my head started to spin, luckily I was still sober enough to walk and that sensation was probably due to my standing too quickly.

I took Cameron under his arm to grab on someone in case I would lose my balance again.

We walked to the street and when Cameron stretched his hand the taxi stopped.

He opened the door for me we both sat, "to the airport." He said before he rested his hand on my knee.

"You are such a good company, why has nobody ever come with you here?" I asked I had been wondering that for the entire day and I didn't want to come back home with that question.

"Because I never invited anyone before." He said, his warm hand gently squeezing my knee.

"Why not?"

"Because I was afraid that bringing any other woman here would make me hate the place in the future when she won't be in my life anymore. I didn't want to link this amazing place with her memory."

Oh, that was deep and at the same time flustering, that was the reason why he didn't even want to seriously date someone?

A new question now haunted my poor mind but this time I didn't ask him.

"So next time you will visit Las Vegas you will regret having invited me?" I asked, I could feel my voice cracking in my throat.

"No, Lily." His gaze fell on my lips and we both swallowed down, his hand is on my hair, brushing through it.

"I never doubted that with you. And I was right, whenever I will visit Las Vegas I will be proud to think of you and me."

I could feel shivers everywhere in my body, one side of me wanted to tell him that it was the same thing for me but another one was telling me to take time.

His hand moved away from my knee but I could still feel the warmth of it.

The silence fell in but I was sure our body language was speaking for both of us.

When the taxi parked I immediately opened the door and as soon as I walked down I inhaled a deep breath of air.

He paid for the taxi and we began to walk to the airplane, at each step my heart sank a bit more pressing against my chest and impeding me from breathing properly.

It was like my heart didn't want to reach the airplane nor leave.

How can my heart forget about a man I dated for six years while my mind couldn't and was still wondering what I did wrong?