Page 42 of His Team

“I love you too, bro. I’m glad you’re having a good time. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

I hang up and I’m fuming. I storm back to my room and find Kay sitting up from the spot where she had lain beside me. If looks could kill, she would be finished.

“Have you lost your fucking mind?” I snarl.

“What? What did I do wrong?”

“You sent my brother to the resort with my mama without me? Did you bump your fucking head, Kay? How could you?”

I chew her out while tugging on sweats. I need to get there before my mother causes a disaster. There’s no telling what could happen if she triggers him.

“Cam, slow down. I thought we could spend some time together and your mama suggested Cal ride up with her and your daddy. Caleb seemed excited to go. Why are you overreacting?”

“Overreacting? Overreacting? Why are you acting like you didn’t grow up around my family?

“That time Cal broke his arm after losing his shit? Who set him off?”

“Your mama, but?—”

“That time on the boat when he cracked his fucking head, what happened before he freaked out and I tried to get him below deck?”

“Your mama had?—”

“I blinked for a fucking second to take pictures with you for prom. Cal ended up having a seizure right there on the front porch. Who stressed him the fuck out and caused it?”

“Your mama was only trying to?—”

“My mama, my mama, my mama. Do you see the problem here? That woman is a trigger whether she knows it or not.

“I’m the buffer. I’m the shield. You took my brother’s safety away. Once again, you’ve placed him in a fucked-up situation.”

“Shit, I wasn’t thinking. I figured we’d be right behind them. I just wanted to give us a chance to talk,” she says.

I ignore her and pull up the app to check the weather. We all had planned to leave early this morning because a storm was supposed to come in.

Rage fills me as I look down at my phone. This can’t be happening. I’m fucking sick to my stomach.

“Fuck,” I bellow.

“What? What is it?”

“They’re closing the roads up there. The storm already hit. We’re not going to get through.”

“Oh no, I’m so sorry, Cam.”

“Why?” I demand.

“Why what?”

“Why do you keep allowing her to manipulate you? My mama uses you to get her way. You’re such an easy target for her.”

“How did she manipulate me? I didn’t think anything was wrong with spending a little extra alone time with my boyfriend. We needed some time to talk.”

“Then talk to me. Don’t go doing shit behind my back that fucks with my brother’s well-being.”

“You say that now, but you’ve been … ugh. I can’t explain it. It feels like we’re drifting apart.”

“Kay, for once, we haven’t been fighting. Things have been good. If you had talked to me, you would have known I worked things out with Kota so we could share a cabin alone. She and Cal were going to take the girls’ cabin this year,” I bite out.

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