Page 38 of A Not So Prince Charming

Nodding, I looked up at him. At the way he was leaning over me, but his lips were just a few breaths away. If I leaned forward—just an inch…

But I didn’t have to move because Cameron leaned in, his eyes holding mine. I wanted to get lost in them. To get lost inhim.But I’d made a promise to myself. Not to fall back into his bed. Not to sleep with him again.

Those lips brushed against mine, and?—

“We can’t do this.” I practically breathed the words into his mouth. He was that close.

“Why not?”

“Because we’reus.There’s too much at stake here to risk sleeping together again.”

He hummed, the action going straight to my core. “But we’reus.”He said it like it was a completely different argument. “And we’re good together. You know it too.”

I shut my eyes. I might have wanted him, but that changed nothing. Didn’t change the fact that he could have any girl he wanted. That he could have slept with a different girl every night since we’d met, and I wouldn’t know the difference. But if that was all he wanted, I couldn’t do it.

I’d realized that sex without feelings wasn’t something Icould handle. If I slept with him again, I’d get attached. And I couldn’t risk everything.

“I’m sorry,” I said, slipping away from his body heat and back into the living room.

Audrey was sitting in the armchair, talking with one of Cam’s guys. I was pretty sure he had introduced him to me last week—Jackson Richards.

Sitting on the arm of the chair next to my twin, I quickly gave Suzie and Peggy, who were sitting on the couch, a nod. They were all holding cards in their hand, and I realized through the laughter that they were playing Cards Against Humanity.

“Hey.” I nudged my sister.

“Oh. Hi.” Audrey looked at me with a question in her eyes. “Where’s Cam?”

“He’s…” I turned, looking back—and directly into his eyes.

“Right here,” he said, coming to stand behind me. But he didn’t move closer, didn’t wrap his arms around me. None of the things I so desperately wanted, even if I couldn’t allow myself toneedthem.

I shut my eyes, willing myself to be strong.

Another black card was chosen, everyone sitting around the table looking through to pick their best one.

“So, Audrey,” Cam started, and I whipped my head around, eyes wide with concern. What could he possibly have to ask my sister?

Oh, God. He wouldn’t ask her aboutme,would he? I might have told my twin, but I definitely hadn’t told anyone else in my sorority that I’d hooked up with him. After all, I was trying to act professionally.

I didn’t need any of them to think that the reason we were doing all of this was just because I wanted to hang out with myboyfriend. The idea tasted sour on my tongue. He wasn’t my boyfriend, and he would never be.

“Ella told me you’re doing a musical this spring.”Oh. That wasn’t what I’d expected.

My sister’s entire body language changed, becoming more animated. “Yes! I’m so excited about it. Ella’s making the costumes.”

Cam’s laugh was a deep, throaty chuckle. “I saw.”

Audrey looked at me, one eyebrow raised, and then back at him as she put her card down. “I thought…”

“Oh.” He shook his head. “No. I just saw her working on sketches at the library.”

“They weren’t very good.” I hadn’t even shown any of them to my twin yet. Most of what I’d drawn so far had ended up in the trashcan. They needed to beperfect,ethereal and woodsy and beautiful. “I’ll figure it out.”

“I know you will.” The response came from Audrey, but it was Cam’s face I focused on. The sincerity in them… I had to look away.

“You can always borrow my old fairytale books for inspiration,” Peggy offered, picking up the stack of cards, and I perked up. “The illustrations are gorgeous.”

“I’d love that.” I’d foundsome, but I could fill a whole Pinterest board with ideas and still not have enough. Honestly, it was one of my favorite things, only matched when I stood in a room full of fabric samples and ran my fingers over the different textures.

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