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“Maybe.” She scoots closer, so she can set her glass on the table in front of me, her shoulder brushing mine, and it’s like an electric jolt to my system, making me aware of how close she is. How warm she is and how sweet she smells. Fuck, what perfume is she wearing? “I’ve known you a long time, Cam.”
“A few years,” I agree with a nod, grabbing my beer bottle and taking a giant swig. I hold the bottle in front of me like a shield of armor.
“And we’ve never really had any…deep conversations.”
“I don’t know you that well. You went to another school.”
“Right. And you’re busy with football.”
“Extremely.”
“Plus, you’re my brother’s best friend.”
“Damn straight.” I bring the bottle to my lips once again.
“Which is probably preventing you from making any type of move on me, right?”
I nearly spit out the beer currently in my mouth, instead swallowing it down with extreme difficulty. “Blair…”
“Or maybe you’re not interested. I get it. I’m just me while you’re you and you can have any woman you could ever want. Take your pick.” She laughs, but it sounds nervous, and she’s waving her hand around the room, indicating all the other options I supposedly have. Like I’d rather be with anyone else than her.
The woman is obviously mistaken.
“Blair.”
Those big green eyes meet mine once more, blinking at me in seeming confusion. “You don’t have to let me down easy. I’ve got liquid courage flowing through me and I had to say something.”
“To me.”
“Yes.”
“That you’re into me?”
She blinks again, but doesn’t say a word.
“Or you could be into me?” I amend.
She shrugs one shoulder.
“Don’t you think that’s a terrible idea?”
“Why would you say that?”
“Your brother will kick my ass if I disrespect you.”
Blair shifts closer, her sweet floral scent getting stronger as she tilts her head toward mine, her mouth right at my ear. “Maybe I want you to disrespect me.”
FIVE
BLAIR
I cannot believeI just said that to him.
Slowly—reluctantly—I pull away from Camden, a lump the size of a boulder stuck in my throat. I watch him, holding my breath, terrified he’ll push me away or worse…
Laugh in my face.
He does neither of those things, thank God.
