Chapter 223: The Desperate Plea

"Talk to me, baby," Clayton urged, tucking a wild strand of hair behind her ear. She looked at him for a moment, considering whether she should pour her heart out to him. But fear and doubt gripped her, so she simply shook her head, squirming away from his watchful gaze and cowering against his chest. "Cam..." he whispered, kissing the top of her head gently as he wrapped his arms around her. "I wish you'd talk to me. I wish you'd let me help you," he murmured, a plea he knew she would never take him up on. Matt stepped closer, resting his hand on Clayton's shoulder as he said softly, "I think we should get out of here. We've drawn a crowd and Cam is totally out of it. It's not like we're going to be able to pick up where we left off on the exhibit." Clayton nodded in agreement. He was about to start leading Camden back to the car when the security guard appeared, blocking their path. "Hold on there," he said in a Scottish brogue, his arm outstretched with his hand raised, "I'd like to