“I was just in the neighborhood,” I repeat and pull away from him, angry all over again. At him, at myself for letting him get under my skin. “Good for you for going on dates, even if the girl obviously has fake boobs.”

“What’s wrong with you?” He raises his voice, and that’s something I’ve never heard from Cameron before.

“Nothing.” I march to the front door, but Cam stops me before I can reach for the knob.

“You’ve made it clear to me that I don’t have a chance in hell with you, Maggie.” His voice is raised, full of frustration and anger. “I’ve tried, damn it. I’m your friend, and I will be forever, but you’ve established that that’s all it is for us. You can’t even fucking look at me.”

“You left me!” I round on him, the anger spilling out of me so fast, I couldn’t have stopped it if I’d tried. “You embarrassed me. And, damn it, I’ve had it up to my eyeballs with men who do that shit to me. I won’t have it. I. Will. Not. Have. It!”

“Don’t you dare lump me in with that fuckup you married.”

“Why not?” I lean in closer to him. “You acted just like him. Worse, actually, because I cared when you took off, and I never did when he left.”

“Mags.” He reaches for me, but I back out of his grasp and shake my head.

“Forget it.” I hold up my hands in surrender. “This was obviously a horrible idea, and it was dumb to come here. I don’t know what I was trying to accomplish or prove. Good luck with Fake Boobs.”

Before he can say anything else, I hurry out of the house and run down the stairs, walking toward my house, my feet moving swiftly.

Jesus, why do I always embarrass myself with that man? What is it about him that has me continuously making a fool of myself? Did I think I’d catch him in the act with that chick? And then what?

I’m ridiculous, and I need to get over him. Cameron will always be a part of our family, so I’ll see him from time to time.

That’s fact.

I just wish I didn’t feel pulled to him as if he’s meant to be mine when it’s perfectly clear that that’s not the case at all.

And I really need to stop letting my temper take over. That’s what gets me into these messes.

Instead, I need to take a deep breath, count to ten, and then walk away.

Man, I’m an idiot.

Chapter 2

~Cameron~

I’d like to spank her ass.