“More than a few, Cam,” Michelle said. “How old is he, mid-twenties?”
“Twenty-nine.”
“Okay, fourteen. I guess it’s not that bad, but seriously, what more could you be talking about? Dating, really?” Michelle said. “You live 5,000 kilometers away from him. You gonna fly back and forth to Arizona?”
“Maybe. Keeping my options open,” Cam said flashing a crooked smile. She turned serious then. “Look, I know you’ve seen and heard this all before, but I like him. He’s not like all the bozos I’ve dated. When he looks at me, he doesn’t see my boobs or my a*s, he sees me.”
“Well, I have to agree with you there. So, what then?”
“I don’t know. Just gonna have some fun.”
“Right.”
“What’s wrong with that?” Cam said, furrowing her brow.
“Nothing.”
“Right…nothing!” Cam said. “I don’t see the prob
