“aye...what’s up? why you not getting dressed?” camden asked upon walking back into the bedroom they shared. he wasn’t even dressed, only because he knew she’d take longer than he would. they were going out to brunch soon...at least, he thought so. “if this about the other night, i thought we were over that. i was drinkin’ alright. i didn’t mean it.” he was calm for now -- his usual gentle giant self -- but he could get pretty heated when he felt attacked.
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