8
ASHLEIGH
Fuming, I marched up the steps to my apartment and slammed the door shut. Why was Camden such an asshole? Gabriella had already left, so I pulled out my phone and dialed her number. There was no way I could tell her everything in a text.
When she picked up, she sounded out of breath. “So what happened?”
“Camden wouldn’t let me in,” I grumbled. “He’s such a d**k. Are you already at the gym?”
“Yeah, I’m running on the treadmill. Matt’s giving me the evil eye. Have you tried calling him?”
“No, not yet, but I will. If he shows up at the gym will you call me? I have to see him.”
“Of course. But I have to go before my brother makes me run another five miles.”
We hung up the phone and I immediately dialed Ryley’s number. Each time it rang, my heart beat louder and louder. When
