128 | the proposal.

SHAYLA'S P.O.V

The next week, while I was sitting in my office, proof-reading the term sheet of the creditor meeting that was conducted earlier that day. I was hungry, tired and missing Cameron, and the purple half moons under my eyes which were a result of acute sleep deprivation wasn't a good look on me.

That's exactly when someone knocked at the glass door of my office.

I waved my hand without looking up. "Is it the files for the Wonderland deal? Keep them there, and then go. It's very late."

"It is very late, indeed," A familiar voice mused and I instantly looked up to find Cameron standing there, covered in black from head to toe. A black t-shirt, black trousers, black cap and a black mask. So much for not being recognized on the street. But if he even breathed in my direction, I'd be able to pinpoint him.

"What are you doing here?" I exclaimed, glee and surprise seeping into my voice. "Oh no, were you waiting for me? You should have had dinner without me."

"No, I brought food f