Antonio broke the kiss, his eyes searching hers. He started to turn, sensing someone else, but Camila immediately gripped his chin.

"Don't look at him. He’s just… background noise," she whispered and pulled him back, her lips crashing onto his again, a fierce, almost desperate kiss that demanded his full attention.

She wasn't letting Lawson, or anyone, interrupt this... especially not a ghost from her past. She poured every ounce of defiance and craving into the kiss. Maybe this would ...