CAMILA’s POV
Of course, Avery warned me about coming to see Travis, but I didn't listen. Do I regret it, yes, and now I just want to go home.
I stood up from the bed, paced around the room for a few minutes then I concluded to leave not minding the time. I had my car, so all I had to do was drive, right? So I thought to myself before I barged out of the room.
I saw Travis sitting on the couch downstairs with his belt in his hands. He wore only pants and was shirtless. I had to control myself from looking at his body while walking down the stairs.
“And where are you off to by this time of the night?”
“I am going back to my house”
I said without slowing down. I kept walking to the door without looking at him or stopping.
“Your house? Do you have one? Oh, you mean your friend’s myster
