Page 91 of Not That Into You

Her brow furrows. “Really?”

“Yes.” I waive my hand in dismissal. “He was barely around.”

“What?”

“I mean, he usually came into the room after I’d gone to bed, and then he got up early.” I shoot Hayley an accusing look. “Did you know he was an early riser?”

One of the many reasons Cameron and I would never work out. I’m not a morning person.

Hayley laughs. “Oh, yeah. He always gets up so early.”

“It’s inhuman.”

She snorts. “Well, I’m glad to hear you didn’t kill each other.” She looks down at her skirt and brushes something off it. “Of course, the others thought you two would hook up in the Hamptons.”

“Us?” My eyes go wide. “Me and Cameron? Noooo.” Not in the Hamptons, anyway.

I catch Hayley’s relieved expression, which makes my chest constrict with guilt. Would it bother her to know Cameron and I had sex? And how will she react when she eventually finds out? Because I’m not fooling myself. Cameron’s and my folly will eventually be a hot topic of conversation among our friends.

My stomach churns. When Hayley finds out, she’ll be hurt I didn’t tell her right away.

But I need to talk to Cameron first. I need to know where we stand. I need to know where he stands.

My phone rings from the other room, and I almost whimper in relief at the disruption.

“Sorry.” I smile apologetically. “It’s probably my mother.”

I dash into my room and grab my phone, mentally sending a prayer of gratitude to whoever’s on the other end.

It’s my father.

“Dad?”

“Hi, Monica. It’s your father.”

“I know. Caller ID.”

“Oh.”

My brow furrows. “What’s up?”

He pauses. “It’s your mother.”

My heart stops. “Is she okay? What’s going on?”

“She’s fine. She’s resting.”

I sit down on the edge of my bed. “Resting? Did something happen?”

“No. Her back is acting up.”

I frown. “That’s not good.”

“No.”

I take a deep breath, still not sure what’s going on. “So, why are you calling? I was going to call Mom in a little bit.”

“We talked to the doctor.”

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