“People got out of the way for Cam. He was like a hot Moses, parting a sea of drunk college students.”

“The moment we stepped out into the hall, Cam's apartment door flung open. Ollie appeared, a cellphone in one hand and Raphael wiggling in the other. "Smile!" he shouted as he snapped a picture on his phone. "It's like my two kids are going to prom.”

“Cam was already on his feet, waiting for me. I arched my brow at him. "Following me?" "Like a true serial killer," he replied.”

“I want you, Cam.”“You have me,” he groaned. “You so fucking have me.”

“I love you." - Avery"I know." - Cam"Cocky." - Avery"Confident. I love you sweetheart." - Cam”

“No, but it was a close call. Brought you something.”“Turtle pee?”Cam laughed and shook his head as he reached into his backpack. “Sorry to let you down, but no.” He pulled out papers stapled together. “It’s a syllabus. I know. Thrilling shit right here.”

“He raised his brows. "You're drunk." "Am not!" He gave me a bland look. "A drunk's famous last words before they fall flat on their face.”