Camden
I sigh, thinking that I should follow her, thinking that I should probably go and talk this through, but I’m too tired.
I wait for a few moments, until I can’t hear her footsteps down the hallway, and then I leave the room and I walk over to Dante’s office, knocking lightly on the door.
“Come in,” he calls, and Mia is perched on his lap, looking about to burst and smiling at him. She kisses his cheek when I walk in and nods at me as she walks out the door, seeming to know that we need some time alone.
“Hey,” I say tiredly, plopping down in the chair across from his desk.
“You look like s**t,” Dante says bluntly, and I snort.
“Thanks a lot,” I grumble, but I know he’s right. I haven’t been sleeping well without Kendall in my bed, and I don’t like to think about what that means.
