I laughed. “I think they’d cost more than a dollar.”

“True,” she murmured and then sighed out a, “I need to get laid.”

Jase elbowed Cam and said something. A moment later, Cam looked in our direction. A wide smile broke out across his striking face. He put his cup down on the edge of the ping pong table.

“And here comes one of them,” Jacob said, looking at my slyly. “It’s about to become a Cam and Avery sandwich.”

“Shut up,” I said, flushing.

People got out of the way for Cam. He was like a hot Moses, parting a sea of drunk college students. I took a step back, suddenly nervous.

Cam didn’t hesitate. There was a confident ease in everything he did. His arms were around my waist in under a second, lifting me off my feet in a bear hug. Brit wisely grabbed the cup from my hand before Cam spun around. I clutched his shoulders as the walls of the garage whirled.

“Holy shit, I can’t believe you’re actually here.”

It seemed that no one really thought I’d show. It made me warm and fuzzy to know that I did. “I told you I was coming.”

He sat me on my feet but didn’t let go. “When did you get here?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Not that long ago.”

“Why didn’t you come say hi?” The dimple was there, and I found myself staring at it.

“You were busy and I didn’t want to bother you,” I admitted, noticing that quite a few people were staring at us.

Cam lowered his head and his lips brushed my ear as he spoke, sending a burst of shivers along my spine. “You are never a bother to me.”

My heart skipped in my chest like I was poised atop a roller coaster ride. I turned my head slightly, and our eyes locked. Thoughts scattered, and when Cam’s hands tightened on my arms, I was flying down that roller coaster. For a moment, the sounds of the party were drowned out. The pupils of his eyes were so large, a startling contrast against the bright blue.

“Yo, Cam!” Jase yelled. “You’re up.”

The moment was shattered, and I let out the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. His lips tipped up on the corners. “Don’t go too far.”

I nodded. “Okay.”

Cam returned to Jase’s side and picked up a ping pong ball.

“Whoa,” Brit breathed, handing my drink back to me. “That was…”

“Really hot,” Jacob finished. “I thought you two were going to rip off each other’s clothes and start making babies right here on the dirty, beer covered floor. Like I was going to have to start charging admission for what was about to go down.”

I shot him look. “I think that’s a tad bit on the over exaggeration side.”