Chapter 35: A Picnic? Swoon.

Cami

"Calling Camilla Moore. Over."

I grin. Damn I love these walkie talkies. Like. Seriously, they are the absolute coolest and most fun things ever invented.

"Camilla here. Over."

"What you up to, beautiful? Over."

"If you saw me right now, you’d hardly call me beautiful. Over."

"Doubtful. I’ve only seen you look beautiful. Even when you’ve gone a day too long between showers. Over."

I lift my phone and look at myself in the reverse camera and wince. Yeah. It’s not pretty.

"A day too long, huh?"

"You forgot to say over. And yeah. But that was your wording, not mine. Over."

"Did you have a purpose for interrupting my incredibly busy schedule? Over."

"Are you done writing your next best seller for the day? Over."

I grin and bite my bottom lip. He’s so encouraging. Always giving me the space I need to pound on my keyboard, as he calls it.

"I could be. What’d you have in mind?"

"Look out your window."

What the heck? Look out the window?