Okay, never mind. So, not fun. Abby wanted to sink to the floor and die.
“Well?” Cammie asked, returning her gaze to Kaden.
“She won’t give up until you answer,” Abby said.
She may not hang out with Cammie much, but she was brutally honest and extroverted to the core. It was probably the only reason their friendship had lasted, despite Abby’s constantly flaking on weekend plans.
“I do,” Kaden said.
Abby glanced up at him, surprised at the straightforward answer.
His eyes locked with hers as he continued, “But I’ve made that clear, so maybe you should ask her how she feels.” He smirked, despite his still-red cheeks.
Turning to her with amusement in her eyes, Cammie said, “Well?”
“You both are ridiculous.” Flustered, Abby crossed her arms over her chest. “What are you doing here?”
“I have a dentist appointment. Figured I’d get my mocha fix beforehand, but you never told me why you’re skipping.” Cammie cocked her hip, eyeing her. “I mean, suddenly skipping class and talking to boys. You were awfully distracted in class the other day, too. Not to mention you two were looking pretty cozy when I came in.”
Cammie paused and narrowed her eyes. “If you two are officially dating and you didn’t tell me, I will be totally PO’d. Not only did you blow off the baseball game the other day, but not telling me about a boy? That’s wrong on so many levels.”
“We’re not dating.”
“Then what were you two whispering about?”
“Nothing. We’re working on a school project. That’s all.”
“I don’t see your bookbags.”
Abby put her head in her hands. “Oh. My. Gosh. You’re relentless.”
“No. I just call it like I see it, and you, my dear, are hiding something. I see it written all over your face. You’re a terrible liar. I, on the other hand, can lie at the drop of a dime.”
“Wow, what an accomplishment,” Abby muttered, but Cammie wasn’t having it.
She wagged a finger in front of her. “Uh-uh. Nope. You’re not distracting me. We’re talking about you and whatever you’re not telling me. And I should be taking major offense, by the way, because you’ve clearly confided in him,” she motioned to Kaden, “instead of me.”
It was true, and a part of Abby felt guilty, especially when Cammie had told her she’d hoped they could become closer. Abby had agreed, and friends shared secrets. That’s what they did. Maybe she should’ve confided in Cammie instead, but something about Kaden made it so easy to trust him. It was just...effortless.
“I’m sorry. I—”
“Save it!” Cammie lifted her hand to stop her, as her gaze zeroed in on Abby’s arms.
The journal!
Abby had forgotten she took it out when she and Kaden sat down.
“Isn’t that...?”
“Nothing,” Abby said, further covering the journal with her arms. “Like I said, we’re working on a project for school. See?” She flashed the book then quickly shoved it into her messenger bag.
“That’s what I caught you reading in the bathroom the other day at school.”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“It totally is.” Cammie eyed her before plopping down in the chair next to her.
“What are you doing?” Abby asked.