Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 302

Dennis Williams’ voice dropped a notch, low and steady, as his hand slid down to Camila’s back, fumbling with the clasp of her dress.

The knit fabric was bunched up awkwardly, and because of their position, he could only use one hand to work at it.

Which, of course, made things... slow. Painfully slow.

Camila didn’t think much of it at first. She even glanced back and asked, “Can you reach? Want me to lean down a bit more?”

Before Dennis could answer, she bent forward, pressing her back closer to him, which meant—yeah, now there was definitely some unexpected contact.

He glanced down, taking in the sight of Camila basically melting into his arms.

Well, he thought, that’s one way to fall right into someone’s embrace.

It took Camila a good moment to realize what she’d just done. Her body tensed, her mind a total mess.

Oh god, what was she even thinking? If he needed to reach her back, couldn’t she have just turned around? Why did she have to lean against him like that?

How the heck was she supposed to explain this?

Mr. Williams is going to think I’m throwing myself at him, isn’t he? she panicked, attempting to wriggle free.

But then a warm hand pressed gently against her lower back. “Don’t move,” Dennis said, his tone steady and calm, as if the whole thing was no big deal. “Almost done.”

Camila was mortified, frozen in place as Dennis finally managed to unhook the stubborn clasp. He slipped her scarf free with a practiced flick.

“All done,” he said casually, stepping back to give her space—like nothing out of the ordinary had happened at all.

Camila shuffled back to her seat, cheeks burning. “Thanks…”

“No problem,” Dennis replied, completely unfazed.

In the front, Aaron and Larry Adams sat in a thick, awkward silence. They’d watched the whole thing unfold in the rearview mirror—a little too closely, maybe—and both were now wishing they’d been riding in the trunk instead.

The tension in the air between Dennis and Camila? It was unmistakable. The accidental touches, the quick glances... If they didn’t know any better, they’d say these two were a lot more than friends.

What shocked them even more? Normally, if any woman—cousin, family friend, whoever—got that close to Dennis, she’d be kicked out of the car before she could blink. But Camila? He didn’t even flinch.

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