Marley held a hand up, and Ginger gulped in a breath of air. Her stomach was tied in knots and she was talking so fast, she’d forgotten to breathe.
“Okay, so this is a big deal. That’s okay. I was pretty nervous when I met Gage’s family,” Marley said.
“Yeah, but you two are together, together.”
Marley angled her head to the side, her eyes narrowing. “So are you and Cam. Maybe we haven’t had a ton of time to talk, but I’m not blind. It’s super obvious Cam is way, way into you.”
“Really?” Ginger couldn’t help but ask and then blushed even harder at what her question revealed—her deep insecurity about whether a man like him could be into her, and just how into him she was. If only she didn’t care, but she cared—way, way, way too much. It made her feel so exposed, she could hardly tolerate
