He frowned. “I don’t want or need them to be my damn friends. I have you.” Bailey cleared her throat with a cough. “What am I, chopped liver?” He gave her a confused look. “We’re not friends.” Bailey gaped. “You don’t count me as one? Seriously?” “No.” “God, tigers are so rude.” “He thinks of you as family.” Aspen elbowed him. “Right, Camden?” “No.” Even though she knew he was kidding, Aspen swatted his arm. “Camden.” He lifted his shoulders. “What? You want me to lie to her?” Aspen nodded. “Yes. Yes, I do.” He looked at Bailey. “You’re like the sister I never wanted and am glad I don’t have.”
