#raphael souza

[obigem]

"OK, but she's my wife. I'm sure you can see that she's barely dressed right now and can appreciate how I wouldn't want a guy I barely know talking with her at length without giving her a chance to cover up some more."

Rafe chuckled, "Cam-bam, I swear it's not like that."

"My name is Cameron." Cam said curtly. "And I'm not blind, Rafe. She's my wife. I know what she looks like, and I saw where your eyes were fixated."

"I—you're getting the wrong—" Rafe started to protest.

[obigem]

"This was nice, but I think you should go, Rafe. Maybe we'll cross paths on the street and you can wave to Cordie, you know, from the sidewalk."

"Oh...right. I have band practice coming up, anyway. I guess I should get going."

"Yes, you do that." Cam shot another stern look.

"So, you gonna tell me what that was about?"

Andrea eyed Cameron as he joined her at the kitchen table.

"Oh, ya know, just marking my territory."

[obigem]

The two met in the foyer just far enough away from the kitchen table that Andrea couldn't clearly make anything out.

"So what's going on, Cam-bam?"

"What's going on? Rafe, you were supposed to come over here to meet my daughter. Just to meet my daughter."

"Yeah, I know. I still gotta meet the little bean. It's just that your lovely wife answered the door, and I remember you saying she was a doctor, so I thought I'd seek her medical advice on some things."

[obigem]

"So does it make sense now?"

"I don't know. You're really great at explaining it, but maybe could you tell me more about the colors they come in?"

"Rafe, just what kind of rash did you have?"

"I just wanna be thorough is all." He laughed.

Cameron cleared his throat. "Rafe, do you think I could maybe talk to you real quick in the foyer?"

Startled, Rafe replied, "Cam-bo, I didn't even notice you there." Cam snidely thought to himself ::of course you didn't:: "Sure thing. If you'll excuse me, Andrea."

[obigem]

As Cam neared the foyer, he began to hear chatter and laughter coming from the kitchen—female /and/ male chatter and laughter.

Did Rafe arrive here after all? Why didn't he come up to let him know he was ready to see Cordie then? Cam's curiosity prodded him forward.

"You had swirly rashes and orange blotchy rashes at the same time?" Andrea laughed.

"That's what I'm saying," Rafe replied, "I'm not actually sure. Can you explain to me again what the difference is? I still don't think I get it." Rafe seemed to be hanging on her every word.

He was hanging on something alright, but "word" may not have been quite right. But it was clear to Cameron he was intent on keeping Andrea talking so his gaze could stay hung on something for as long as possible!

[obigem]

"You know this was pretty fun, I wouldn't mind working out with you guys again sometime." A tired, yet enthused, Cam chirped.

"Yeah, except maybe next time we skip the gym and go out for drinks?"

"Yeah, sure, I'm game!"

"And hey, maybe you could keep your ear to the streets about Mel? I mean it's not like I care or anything, but ya know, we do have a kid together. And she can be so hot and cold."

"No worries, Heath, I'll let you know if I hear anything." Cam reassured him.

[obigem]

The lively conversation and comaraderie helped energize Cam through the end of his workout. Afterall, he's 'Cam-bam' and 'Cam-bo" now, gotta live up to the hype! Meanwhile, Heath really only comes to the gym to pick up women and is already over the workout part of this outing.

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"I'd honestly be the worst person to ask about that. Seems more like something she'd tell Dre about over me."

"Right, Andrea. It's too bad she hates me. I mean your wife's great, a total babe, she's just always hated my guts."

"Right," Cam tried to take the comment lightly.

Despite Heath's off color commentary from time to time, Cam was coming around to that maybe being part of his charm. They chatted and joked. Heath and his roommate Raphael even laughed at his tech jokes, even tho he was pretty sure neither understood the punchline!