Chapter 18Keller and Cameron bid Demarcus and Rosa farewell and began walking toward Keller’s apartment. He had promised Cameron pistachio ice cream as a way to celebrate Columbia. Now that Cameron’s visits were becoming more frequent, Keller was sure to keep a few pints in his freezer at all times.
Cameron had slipped his hand into the crook of Keller’s elbow as they walked. Keller supposed they looked like a Victorian couple going for an evening stroll. It was dark and humid tonight and Cameron’s face glowed as they passed under streetlamps.
“I can’t believe I’m with a college man. How’d I manage to snag myself someone so handsome and smart?”
Cameron giggled. “All that flattery probably helps.” He propped himself onto his toes to kiss Keller’s cheekbone. Even with the warm air, Keller
