“Nobody’s going to—” He sounded indignant, but then switched to a more sheepish tone. “You’re probably right. I’ll make sure we play golf. Do you have any objections to that?”
“None other than it’s a stupid sport. I don’t get that game. It’s just walking around in a huge yard and hitting tiny white balls while wearing dumb clothes.”
“I don’t know,” he said, that teasing lilt back in his voice. “It kind of sounds like you get it.”
That surprised me. I had a guy break up with me once because I’d dared to say that fantasy football was stupid. “You’re not going to defend golf?”
“Any sport that’s been around for five hundred years doesn’t need me to defend it.”
He probably had a point. “As my dad likes to say before he plays a game, make sure you bring an extra pair of pants in case you get a hole in one.”
Camden grinned at my cheesy joke, but we were interrupted by movement just outside the tent. Anton, Troy’s assistant, lifted the flap. “What are your names again?”
We gave them to him, and he opened that massive album, found our names, and returned our keycards to us. We thanked him and he left.
“Well,” Camden said. “This is it. I’m going to go now.”
“It’s not an airport. You don’t have to announce your departure.”
He nodded and started to walk to the front of the tent and stopped short. “What are you doing tonight after the bachelorette party?”
“Sleeping would be my guess.”
He reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a quarter.
“You carry change?” I asked. “Why?”
“To pay for stuff,” he said, like it had been a dumb question.
I just shook my head. “An outdated phone and you have cash? You’re like a fugitive from the 1990s.”
Ignoring my words he said, “Let’s flip for it. Heads you hang out with me after the parties and tails I hang out with you.”
“Ha ha. That’s the same thing.”
He winked at me. “I knew you were smart.”
“Yeah, I heard you like smart women.” I had to stop being flirtatious. Normally this was never an issue for me, but it was turning into a big one.
“Fine. Heads we hang out, tails we don’t.”
He flipped the coin in the air and I found myself silently praying for heads. Camden caught the coin and flipped it onto the back of his other hand.
But he didn’t reveal it. Instead he said, “Tell me that you feel it, too. That something’s changed.”
“It can’t.” I felt silly saying it. Like a kid sticking their thumb into a dam, trying to hold back the oncoming flood.
“But it did.”
I didn’t disagree with his statement. I couldn’t. It was true. But I just let his words hang there in the air, not responding.
With a rueful smile he headed out of the tent. Without telling me the outcome of his coin flip. I wanted to say wait, come back, that the suspense was going to kill me.
I sank down on my cot, realizing the enormity of my situation. It wasn’t just the coin toss. Everything that man did and said was going to wreck me.
How was I going to make it through the next two days?
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Krista found me sitting on my cot. “Was that Camden that I spied coming out of this very tent? Carrying his clothes?” She came to a stop in front of me. “Look at your hair! I’m so happy for you!”
Before she could get carried away I held up my hand. “Hold your horses, there. Nothing happened.”
She pshawed me and said, “Your hair’s down and your shirt’s on backward? I call BS that nothing happened.”
“I get how it looks, but we just talked the whole night.”
“Is that what the kids are calling it these days? I bet he’s a great talker.” She waggled her eyebrows at me.
I groaned and collapsed back onto my cot. I was having enough problems dealing with this Camden stuff without Krista making it worse.
She sat on Camden’s cot, waiting for me to say or do something, but I was feeling a little overwhelmed at the moment. So she said brightly, “I’m surprised you’re up and ready for yoga. Given that it starts earlier than you’re probably used to. It’s this magical time of day we call morning.”
“I didn’t wake up. I never went to sleep.”
“I bet you didn’t,” she said, and then immediately switched gears. “Sorry, I can’t help it. I know I shouldn’t give you a hard time, but it seems like you like him and that just makes me kind of giddy for you.”