You were perfect.” Cam dipped his mouth to mine. “Only because I was with you.

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.

When he looked at me, his eyes positively twinkled. Christ. I was screwed. Eyes were twinkling at me.

Actually, I'm going to nerd out on you, so prepare.

I kind of missed the whole running into each other thing. Provided a lot of excitement." "I don't miss that," I admitted, bending over and rummaging through my bag for my notebook. "That was really embarrassing." "It shouldn't have been." "Easy for you to say. You're the one who got plowed. I was doing the plowing." Cam's mouth opened. Oh my God, did I really just say that? I had.

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

You were perfect – perfect for me – and I love you