Murphy's POV
“I’m sorry I dragged you into it,” Cam sighed, running both hands through his hair. “I knew he’d be pissed, but not like, try to actually kill me levels of angry.”
He was sporting a huge bruise on his face, and when he pulled his shirt off, I could see he had an even bigger one spreading across his stomach.
“The worst part is I promised Lex I’d come back and stay with her tonight, but I can’t go back like this. I don’t want her to be mad at him. And she’d be mad. She doesn’t want us fighting over her,” he continued. He slouched down on my couch, seemingly oblivious to the fact I had not invited him into my room at all, let alone asked him to make himself comfortable.
“Can I sleep here for a bit until I heal a little more?” he asked. I chuckled, thinking about how many time
