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“I’ll text you the details,” he said with a wink.

“What else do you guys have coming up? Our Fall Formal is in three weeks.”

He rattled off the rest of his calendar from memory, proving to me what he said the other day—he, in fact, did not need to write it down.

Once we’d finished, everything penciled out, including a few question marks we’d have to fill in this week with the help from our own executive boards, Cameron set back, his arms resting across the top of the booth as he stared at me.

I didn’t know how his gaze always felt like more. That he was seeing all of me, through me, but I had to look away from those deep brown eyes.

He was looking at me like he’d looked at me on the porch outside of the fraternity house.

“Ella.” He whispered my name, and I looked away, not sure if I wanted to think about that moment again.

Was it real? Or were those whispered confessions just another way for me to let my walls down, so he could weasel his way in?

“Tell me something real,” I said, echoing our conversation from that night. I’d meant to say something else, to brush him off, but at the moment, it was like no one else existed in the dining hall. It was just him and me, in our own little bubble.

“You look beautiful today,” he said, reaching across the table to brush one of the short pieces of my hair back, his index finger running over my cheek with the motion.

“Cameron…”

“Call me Cam.” The pleading tone in his voice was impossible to miss, as if me calling him his nickname would somehow change this thing between us. Maybe it would. Maybe that was why I’d been calling him by his full name all this time. “Please.”

“Okay.” I whispered, forcing my face to remain impassive. “Cam.”

His entire demeanor changed from the one word, and it wasdangerous. Dangerous how easy it would be to say yes to him. To ask him to kiss me again.

“I should go,” I said instead, grabbing my plate to clear off the table. “See you in a few days, Charming.”

The endearment slipped out, but the lazy smile that spread over his face made it worth it.

“Good night, Ella,” he rasped, and I fled into the night, glad that he couldn’t see the blush on my cheeks.

It was going to be an interesting few weeks, that was for sure.

Because I was in trouble.Big trouble.

Opening up Audrey’s door, I snuck inside, ignoring how weird it was to be coming in here when I had my own room now.

My bed still sat empty, and I plopped down on it, letting myself have a moment to smile thinking about Cam’s words and actions earlier. They were so opposite to my original assumptions of him, and I couldn’t help but wonder how much else I had misjudged him.

Still, him telling me how beautiful I looked today hadn’t left my mind since I’d left the dining hall.

“Ella.”

“What?” I looked up, realizing she’d caught me thinking about Cam, and I felt my cheeks warm. At least she couldn’t read my thoughts. We told each other everything, but for some reason, I didn’t feel like sharing this.

“What’s going on between you two?” Audrey asked, sitting at her desk while studying a script. “I saw how cozy you looked earlier.” She raised her eyebrows suggestively.

“Nothing,” I insisted. “He was just…” I frowned, trying to keep my focus entirely on the small embellishments I was currently sewing on by hand to my dress.

“Ella.”

Biting my lip, I looked up at her, needle and thread forgottenin my lap. “We slept together, okay?” Keeping this from her was too hard, and I needed someone to confide in.

“When? The other night?”

I shook my head. “No. Remember on Halloween, when I didn’t come home?”

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