Camila should probably be embarrassed at how quickly her feet were guiding her towards the Games Room, but how could she focus on that, when the woman behind her rush was still sending such promising texts? She dared anyone to try and tell her they wouldn’t move at the same pace if they knew Gage freaking Golightly was waiting for them, potentially naked on a pool table. They couldn’t. And if they did, they’d be lying. Is hooking up with an ex the smartest idea? Not always, but when it came to this particular ex, she never had any hesitations. Gage was her Go-Go. Their bond went so much deeper than two people who just dated. They were two people that would no doubt be in each other’s lives forever and it seemed pointless trying to pretend otherwise. Especially when their energy could be going into far more rewarding activities. Clicking out of the message thread with a smirk, Cam didn’t bother to reply. Instead, she skipped down those last few stairs, much preferring to deliver her response face-to-face. ‘I’m here. See? It’s true what they say. All good things come to those that wait.’ Her voice called out as she got closer and closer. ‘I hope you weren’t just teasing when you said you were already in position.’
