“You have insecurities, Ari. I can see it in your eyes. I know you portray this strong
woman who takes no s**t. But you’re afraid of not being loved,” Kamden said.
I chuckled and looked away at his comment. He thought he was fixing something broken
in me.
“I don’t need fixing, Kamden. I’m not some scared, insecure person.”
“You sure about that?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“So, why are you letting that chick get into your head?” he replied.
“I’m—” I started to say and stopped, avoiding his eyes. Was I insecure about being with
him? Was this what Freddie felt like when we were dating?
“I get it, Kamden. Maybe I went a little overboard, but I have a feeling they’ll keep trying
to do something to break this up. Whatever this is,” I told him, standing on tippy toes to kiss his
lips.
“Jo
