guys order dinner?” Ali asked, clearly making conversation to fill the silence.
“Yeah, we were tired of eating reception food,” Mac answered with a grimace. “Mom and Dad packed up all that leftover food and brought it home. Mom probably would’ve served it for breakfast if she knew we wouldn’t protest.”
Ali mock frowned. “Poor baby, living on leftovers of delicious food. So I gather you ordered burgers?”
“The special,” Cam answered as Chloe returned. She tossed the rag to Mac, who wiped up the mess in seconds.
“Are you talking about the hamburger special? I think I want one. I’m starving,” Chloe said as she settled into the chair next to him.
“I already ate.” Ali wrinkled her nose. “You sure you want a giant, messy burger tonight, Chloe?” she asked pointedly.
Chloe waved a dismissive hand. “I can’t pass up one from The Tree. So what if my butt gets big? I’ll just walk a few extra laps on the lake trail next time.” She grinned and Cam’s heart stuttered.
All these years when he thought of Chloe, he remembered the girl who played with his little sister. The awkward preteen who followed him around and sent him moony glances when he was supposedly not looking. Back then, he found her a pain. But now…
Her butt was perfect to him. And he liked that she didn’t care they were going to witness her eating a messy hamburger and a vat of fries. Most of the women he knew were too thin and definitely didn’t like eating in front of him—or anyone.
Not Chloe. She was so easygoing in her element. Her smiles came frequently, she laughed and joked with the waitress as she made her dinner order, offered her fries to her friend, and guzzled her mug of beer before he’d finished his.
Clearly, she was in a good mood. And he appreciated the hell out of it.
Once they demolished their dinner plates, Mac and Ali went to play a round of pool along with a few other friends of Mac’s who’d just shown up, leaving Chloe and Cameron at the table.
Alone.
She picked a fry off her plate as if she couldn’t resist, dragged it through the ketchup before popping it into her mouth. He watched in utter fascination, hoping like hell he wasn’t too obvious. “So I hear you’re staying in town for a few weeks,” she said.
Christ. He grimaced. Already the word was out—guess nothing was a secret in this town. With the exception of their shared kiss last night…hopefully. “If all goes as planned, I’ll stay through the summer.” Really, he had no plan.
“Oh.” Her eyes widened the slightest bit. “But it’s only June.”
“Yeah.”
“That means you’ll stay…a few months?”
He shrugged. “I suppose so.”
“Wow.” She tore her gaze from his, drew her finger across the condensation that had formed on the table from her mug. “I’m surprised.”
“Why?”
“Since you moved away, you only come back for, like, a day or two at the most.” Her cheeks colored the slightest bit. “Not that I noticed.”
So she noticed. One part of him liked it, the other part wanted to run like hell. This woman liked him and he wasn’t worth her interest. She’d had a crush on him when he was a teen and he was starting to realize not much had changed.
Which meant he needed to hightail his ass outta there. At least end the conversation and pretend he wanted to go shoot some pool.
But he didn’t move.
Indulging with her would be fun, but a waste of their time. He’d leave, she’d cry, and his family would probably end up hating him for breaking the hometown princess’s heart.
No, thank you.
“I needed a break,” he said.
“Ah, a vacation, then.” Her lips curved the slightest bit, reminding him of how they felt on his. Soft and sweet and…
“No vacation. I don’t have a job to go back to.” Why the hell had he admitted that? He shouldn’t be talking to her. Spending time with Chloe most likely gave her hope that something might happen between them. Again.
But here he was,