Chapter 12
Cam came home to find Nolan’s things piled in his bedroom floor and spilling out into the living room.
“What in the hell are you doing? Are you moving out or something?”
Nolan raked his hands through his sweat-soaked hair and looked over at Cam from behind a heap of clothes. “Hey. No. Just some spring cleaning.”
“It’s a little late for that, don’t you think?”
“Well, maybe. But I didn’t know what else to do with myself. My car’s trashed so I can’t leave unless I take my bike and I hate riding my bike when the roads are wet. You’re gone, doing God knows what. Your dad won’t answer his phone. Toni won’t answer her phone. Ashley won’t answer her phone. I’ve already eaten all the cereal and I can’t concentrate enough to watch TV, so here I am. Spring cleaning.”
“Okay, then,” Ca
