Clayton sat up in his bed, a victorious smirk forming on his face, as he heard Camden's call from the other room. "You need me?" he responded as he ambled into her room, pretending to be surprised. "I do," Camden replied, her annoyance and defeat apparent in her voice. "There isn't a bath in this hotel room..." she trailed off. Clayton played along, feigning disappointment. "Really? That's a shame," he replied, maintaining the charade. He wasn't going to make it easy for her. "Could you help me into the shower?" she asked hopefully. He looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, considering how to respond to her request after the argument they had had only minutes earlier. Frustrated, Camden sighed, no longer in the mood for games. "Never mind," she said irritably. "I'll just ask Matt," she a
