Page 24 of The Fallacy of True Love
I read her lips, making out the word “Sorry.”
And for the second time today—third, if I counted our first meeting—I watched her walk away.
Chapter Nine
Cam
What had I done to deserve not one but two encounters with that guy in a single day? On top of pervy dude too. Shouldn’t I get good karma points for volunteering to do something I normally wouldn’t?
“Cam!”
Glancing toward the food and beverage stalls, I caught Nikki motioning to me. I didn’t want to hang around here any longer, but I couldn’t say no to her.
“I thought you were working till five,” she said when I was close enough to hear her.
“Something came up.”
“But I sent you a gift!”
I narrowed my eyes at her. “I hate you.”
“For sending you a tall, hot, charming boy? How mean of me.”
“First off, he’s not that hot.” I couldn’t say no to that entirely, since I’d gotten an eyeful of his abs and pecs. And those biceps. “Also, I’m not seeing the charming part. More like annoying.”
“Come on. That longish floppy hair is giving nineties, and he makes it look good. Plus, that smile?” She fanned herself.
That smile made me want to smack him in the face. Especially when he paired it with those wiggling eyebrows. “The guy swam into my board this morning.”
Nikki gasped. “No way. Is that why his arm’s bandaged?”
“Yep. He’s lucky it wasn’t anything worse.”
“Still, that’s rough.” Frowning, she said, “You should have given him a tatt. I bet it would have made his day.”
“No,” I snapped.
“At least hang out with him. He seems like a nice guy.”
“He’s from Manila.”
Her face softened. “They’re not all bad, you know. Just because your experience?—”
“No.” We weren’t going there now. Or ever.
“Sorry, Cam.”
“Besides, he has a girlfriend.”
“Are you sure? He’s here alone, and I got some major breakup energy from him.”
He did imply that he wasn’t in the right headspace to make decisions. And there was the whole not thinking clearly this morning.
“If he just broke up with his girlfriend, that’s all the more reason I should stay clear of him.”
“I mean, it’s not like you’re looking for a relationship.”
“He’s not my type.”
