Chapter 6
Before Preston left Abby’s school, Cam gave him a business card with the number to Richards Studio on it. Even though he told himself he wouldn’t call too soon—he didn’t want to look desperate, because he wasn’t, he didn’t need to go out with anyone, no matter how hot the photographer might be—Preston caved and dialed the number to Cam’s cell later that same evening after Abby was in bed. Was he making the right move? The date had been Cam’s idea, after all. But was Preston moving too fast?
The sound of Cam’s voice in his ear that evening put Preston’s mind to rest. “Hey, there you are,” the photographer purred, obviously pleased to hear from him again so soon. “I’m glad you called.”
Preston felt giddy, the way he had in college when he actually started dating. Sure, he’d like
