Life Lessons According to Camryn:
Good conversation can be as rousing as espresso, and just as hard to sleep after.
Troy trailed Camryn into their bedroom and kicked the door shut. Before she could take another step deeper into the room, he grabbed her arm, swung her around, and pinned her back to the wall. Cupping her cheeks, he stared into her widening eyes.
"Did you see what happened at dinner? You had them all laughing. You were hilarious."
"Yes, I saw them." She placed her hands over his. He thought she was going to remove them but, instead, she interlaced their fingers and dropped them to her sides. "All but Fisher, who will kill me later." She paused. "Thank you," she whispered.
A rigid thump pounded inside his chest as he looked at her. Cam thanking him was a huge leap, and not an easy one for her to make. "You're welcome. I meant the other thing I said, too. How you diffused Emily and her questions was damn hot."