CHAPTER 13
MIA“You wanna see my dress?” I asked, plopping my pregnant a*s right on the edge of Cam’s desk.
It was my last day of the internship and school before the wedding and before Thanksgiving break. Cam had been asking me almost everything about the wedding, the babies, and the dress, so I thought that it was finally time to show him, as I wouldn’t see him for the next few weeks.
He closed his laptop and leaned back in his seat, tapping his pen on his knee. “You know I’ve been waiting to see it,” he said, staring at me with big, dark eyes.
I pulled out my phone and pulled up the side-by-side picture of both the dresses that I’d be wearing during my wedding. I handed him the phone, butterflies in my stomach. We were so close to the wedding. I couldn’t wait for it. And then we were
