CHAPTER 8
MIAI’d said I’d be at the party, and I was quickly regretting it. It was Friday night, and I wanted to go home and sleep in Michael’s arms. Okay … that wasn’t the only thing I wanted to do with him. I wouldn’t mind if he locked me in the bedroom for a few hours and refused to let me leave.
But he had gone out with Melissa, and I had come to this stupid party just to stand around awkwardly in the corner, like I always did. Cam had talked to me a few times already, but he talked to everyone. He was more social than I ever hoped to be, which was probably why he’d joined his frat to begin with.
Pulling out my phone to try to look busy, I saw a message from Mom.
Mom: If your father contacts you again, let me know.
Me: Did you talk to him?
I didn’t have to wait long for her reply
