“I have a plan all worked out and latching myself on to you isn’t a part of that. This is a one-night thing. I promise. My adventures in life have only just begun, Cam.” He loses a little brightness in his eyes and looks down. “What is it?” I ask. “Nothing.” He looks toward the door. “Right.” He purses his lips and leans in, dropping a kiss on my cheek. “I’ll call you tomorrow.” Then he leaves without a look back. My Penis List is finally going to start. Tequila Sunrise, baby.
