TWO FACED LOVER

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OCTOBER 17TH, 2016

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CAMERON'S POV

"There goes my heart beating.

'Cuz you are the reason

I'm losing my sleep, please come back now.

There goes my mind racing

And you are the reason

That I'm still breathing

I'm hopeless now.

I'll climb every mountain

And swim every ocean, just to be with you

Fix what I've broken

Oh cuz I need you to see

That you are the reason.

There goes my hand, shaking

And you are the reason..."

Light.

Bright light seeps through the closed blinds making me groan my displeasure as I toss and turn, snuggling deeper into my comforter.

Hmm.

So comfortable.

So nice.

I snuggle deeper, grabbing and pulling a pillow before returning to my beauty sleep.

Yep, you heard right.

Beauty sleep.

Men too need that. And I sure as hell need it today of all days.

Especially when I'm losing my bachelorship this day itself.

Hmm. Nothing could be better.

Nothing could change or dampen my mood.

Not even the news I received from my crook of a father last night during my bachelor's party.

My face sets into a deep scowl as I push the comforter away from my body and sit up in bed, running my fingers through my hair.

After so much hard work. After putting in every drop of effort I could squeeze out of my body to make the company which was almost in ruins rise to fame again, my father as amazing as he is (note the sarcasm), upped one morning and decided to make my younger brother the CEO and heir apparent to all his wealth.

It didn't bother me. Honestly, it didn't because I could care less about the wealth and power the Knight group of companies possessed. But I'll admit it did hurt. It f*cking damn well did hurt to see my father give everything I had invested my time and energy in, to my brother who does nothing but chases after everything in a skirt all day and drown his pitiable self in alcohol.

He hasn't got a damn knowledge about how to run a business but still.

I sigh, rubbing my forehead.

I climb down down the bed, padding naked towards the bathroom.

I can't let my father or nincompoop of a brother ruin my day.

I've got a wedding to attend.

My wedding.

I've got vows to make and finally make Natalie mine for eternity.

My wife. Mine.

Only mine.

A sheepish grin spreads across my face at the thought.

I can't wait. I just f*cking can't wait.

And so turning on the shower, I let the water cascade down my body as I tune into the music I was playing earlier.

You are the reason by Calum Scott.

Mine and Natalie's favorite track.

And we're certainly going to slow dance to this same song at our wedding reception.

And it's all going to be damn worth it.

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10:00 AM

I adjust my tie for the thousandth time in like five minutes.

Well damn.

What else am I supposed to do standing at the alter waiting for my bride to arrive?

It's ten am already.

She was supposed to arrive at 9:30.

But...

She's a good thirty minutes late already.

Is she okay?

Did something unexpected occur?

Is she having doubts?

Does she want to call this off?

Does...

F*ck!

No no no!

No!

I shut my eyes tightly, trying to steady my accelerating heartbeat.

I can't be thinking this way.

I can't.

Natalie and I have been in love since were teenagers.

This...

All this has always been her dream.

Her dream wedding.

She loves me.

I know. She proves it when we make love, how she holds me, kisses me, caresses me.

She's proven it a hundred and one times.

So there's no room for doubts.

No room.

I turn to cast a glance at my best man and best friend, Julian and he smiles assuringly, giving me the thumbs up.

My mother does the same.

I smile back at them, feeling reassured.

Natalie's just late.

Just traffic.

Yea.

She's just late.

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10:30 AM.

I'm getting restless.

I tug at my tie that's beginning to feel more like a rope instead around my neck as I glance at the church gate.

Still no sign.