Her earlier words echoed in his mind, "I need some time..."
Though it pained him, he decided to respect her space, knowing that pushing her would only make things worse. It was torture for him to be this close and not touch her, especially when she looked so irresistibly beautiful, her soft satin nightwear clinging to her figure. The desire to hold her, to lose himself in her warmth, was overwhelming, but he knew better.
With a quiet sigh, Cameron stood up from the bed and gently pulled the sheet over her, making sure she was comfortable. "Good night, love," he whispered softly, his voice full of restraint and affection. Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked toward the balcony, giving her the space she needed.
