One
PIPER
Cameron Kendall is unlike any woman I’ve known—anyone I’ve met. She exudes power when she enters a room. It’s a sight to behold. I’ve watched people’s heads turn, and their eyes follow her across the room. I’ve always enjoyed listening to her speak about her work—building her company and her commitment to giving back. I never gave any thought to her romantic relationships or her sexual proclivities. Why would I? For starters, she’s Kelsey’s best friend, and Kelsey is one of my closest friends. That makes thoughts of Cameron off-limits. Even if that weren’t the case, I wouldn’t spend energy wondering or fantasizing about Cameron. It’s doubtful we would be compatible as anything more than friends—or so I thought.
“What do you think of Cam?” Kelsey asks.
“What do you mean? I like Cameron.”
“And?”
“And?”
“Are you attracted to her?” Kelsey asks.
The question takes me aback. “To Cameron Kendall?”
“That is the only Cameron I know,” Kelsey replies.
“Cute.”
“Well? Are you?”
“Cameron is gorgeous,” I say.
“But are you attracted to her?”
“Where is this coming from?”
“Is that a no?”
“Kelsey, I swear to you, I’ve never given a thought to Cameron in that way.”
“Seriously?”
My head is beginning to throb.
“Why not?” Kelsey asks me.
“Why would I?” I return.
“Most people I know have given it at least one thought—sleeping with Cam.”
Kelsey’s remark doesn’t surprise me. Cameron is a beautiful woman. I nod.
“I think you should give it some thought,” Kelsey says.
I laugh.
“Why is that funny? Cam’s lonely, and so are you.”
“I’m not lonely, Kelsey.”
“When was the last time you got laid?”
“Blunt much?”
“Well?”