19
BROOKLYN
The next morning I didn’t know what to expect. What I didn’t anticipate was to wake up lying on Camden’s chest with his arm around my waist. There was a small part of me that wondered if he’d even be in my bed when I woke up. Overall, I felt good . . . maybe a little sore.
“I know you’re awake, buttercup. I’m surprised you slept through all the phone calls.”
I gasped and bolted upright so fast my head spun. “Oh my God. What phone calls?”
He lifted his phone and smiled. “Mason and your brother. I’m sure with your phone being f****d up, they can’t get in touch with you.”
I ran my hands through my knotted hair and groaned. “Ugh, I bet my brother rode by here and saw your Jeep. Hopefully, none of the other guys did.”
“Is Jason a cop too?” he asked curiously.
I nodded. “Basi
