Page 2 of Below the Surface

“It’s been a while,” I admit.

Kelsey grins.

“Kelsey, I’m not interested in casual sex.”

“Since when?”

I sigh.

“You don’t miss it—at all?” she asks.

“Sure, I miss it.”

“You could come back to the club.”

“No thanks.”

“There are people who would welcome you back.”

I laugh easily. “Good to know.”

“Cam isn’t into that scene, either,” Kelsey says. “Maybe you’d be a good fit.”

I set down the glass in my hand and push it aside. “Where is this coming from?”

“I never thought about it much until last week.”

I shake my head in confusion.

“At Caleb’s birthday party,” Kelsey says.

“I’m afraid to ask how Caleb's party made you think about me and Cameron.”

“You two spent a lot of time talking.”

If my head spins any more, it will pop off my neck. I talk to Cameron whenever we’re at gatherings together. We often spend most of the evening talking to each other. “That’s not exactly new, Kelsey.”

“No. I never noticed the way she looks at you until last Friday.”

“The way Cameron looks at me?” I chuckle. “You must’ve been drunker than I thought.”

“Nope.”

“Kelsey, I don’t think Cam and I would be compatible.”

“I do.”

I scratch my brow.

“Maybe you should think about getting to know her differently,” Kelsey suggests.

“By differently, do you mean taking her to bed?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

“Two dominant personalities a match does not make. I learned that the hard way.”

“That’s not always true.”

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