Page 353 of End Game

I amend. “Almost not at all.”

That earns a quiet laugh.

Cami comes up behind us. “I heard that.”

“You weren't meant to.”

“Too bad.”

She wedges herself between us and hooks her arm through Micah's.

Her other hand reaches toward me, slowing where I can see it.

I take it.

“Thoughts?” she asks.

“Many.”

“That’s a surprise.”

“I don't like being bad at it.”

Micah laughs.

Cami squeezes my hand. “You weren't bad.”

“I was objectively the third-best beginner.”

“Fourth,” Micah corrects.

I look at him.

He smiles.

Cami starts laughing.

“I hate both of you.”

“No, you don't.”

Unfortunately, she is correct.

My phone buzzes.

Dex

how was bondage school

Cami leans over to read.

Micah sees it too.

I type.

Ronan

Educational