Sara swore under her breath when she dropped her earring back, pausing in the hallway to stoop and pick it up before resuming her path to the bedroom. They were going to be late, and Cam’s parents would be too polite to say anything, but Cam would be disappointed which would only make Sara feel bad and—
“Damn it!”
She dropped to her knees to pick up the small earring back again, running her fingers over the carpet when she didn’t see it right away. At this rate, they were never going to get out of the house.
Cam’s shadow fell over her hand, and he joined her on his knees. “Lose an earring?”
“The back. If they weren’t the ones your mom gave me last Christmas, I’d say forget it and wear my hair down.” The heel of her hand grazed over something hard, and she pounced on it, beaming at Cam
