People got out of the way for Cam. He was like a hot Moses, parting a sea of drunk college students.
J. LynnI just didn't know how much of this I was capable of. How far this - whatever it was - would actually go before old fears overshadowed the warmth.
J. LynnShe tried to swallow, to take a breath, but her eyes met his, and there was nothing but aching intensity in his gaze. And she was drawn in, swept away.
J. LynnTime was a funny and fickle thing. Sometimes there was never enough of it, and other times it stretched out endlessly.
J. LynnAnd this must be Avery?" "Oh, God, no," Cam said. "This is Candy, Mom." His mother's eyes widened and a bit of color infused her cheeks. "Uh, I'm..." "I'm Avery," I said, shooting Cam a look. "You had it right." She spun around, smacking Cam across the arm. Hard, too. "Cameron! Oh my God. I thought..." She smacked him again and he laughed. "You're terrible.
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