CHAPTER 10
MIAMichael hadn’t said much about Cam last night. I reassured him that he was a friend, but I could still see that he was a bit annoyed, maybe upset. Whatever it was, he’d seemed to get over it quite quickly, bringing me up to the bedroom, locking me inside, and coming over and over inside me, as if he was claiming my body.
I sucked on my bottom lip, daydreaming about Michael f*****g me again as we tried a bunch of different flavors of cake with the wedding planner, Hailey.
Michael grabbed a forkful and stuffed it into my mouth. “How do you like that?”
My nose scrunched up. “It’s not sweet enough.”
After choosing between fifteen different types of cake, we decided on red velvet. Hailey brought us into another room and started asking us about everything, down to the type of
