Cameron clamps his fingers down over his palm and pops the pills in his mouth. My brows pull together with turmoil. He leans over me and grips the nape of my neck, tilting my head up as he presses his lips to mine. My eyes shut as I inhale his scent and memorize the feeling of his lips against mine. “I’m sorry, love. I can’t let you die,” he whispers over my lips as he deepens the kiss and pushes the pills into my mouth. My eyes widen as the flavor of the bitter pills spread over my tongue.
