“Don’t be a sore loser,” Cam tells her. “It’s not my fault you’re predictable.” Her eyes narrow as she takes her phone out from her pocket and throws it at him—hitting him directly in the balls. “Did you predict that?” As Cam falls to the ground, Laiken throws her hands in the air. “Now where was that aim while we were playing beer pong?” I look down at Cam and chuckle as he groans in pain. And to think he has a thing for that girl.
wait wait wait so its a brothers bestfriend crush kinda book but also a bestfriends brother crush
