Page 27 of I Loved You First

Fiona nodded, returning Melody’s squeeze, remembering how deeply she’d relied on her mother, Melody, and Leo’s support during the worst time of her life. “I was. But it doesn’t matter anymore because that was a long time ago.” Or that’s what she often told herself.

“But you’re here now and single. Cam’s single. Are you sure there’s nothing left between the two of you?”

Fiona shook her head again. “There’s nothing left between me and Cam that can’t be ignored.”

Melody sat up, and her eyes widened as she looked toward the door. “Speaking of your past…”

Fiona followed Melody’s gaze as Cam walked in wearing dark-wash jeans and a white T-shirt that accentuated all the right places. A rush of heat scorched her belly when their eyes met across the room.

Cam paused mid-step, tossing her a wave before he headed to the bar to exchange handshakes and greetings with a couple of his old teammates.

Fiona turned her attention back to Melody, pretending she didn’t see her friend smirking.

“I don’t know how you’re supposed to ignore that.”

“I’m leaving in a few weeks,” she reminded herself and Melody as she picked up her glass and drank deeply.

“So, that’s the end of this conversation?”

“It is.” Clearing her throat, Fi set her glass back down. “But I want to hear about you and Ezra. How was your weekend away?”

Melody tossed Fiona another knowing smirk. “Sure, Fi. Let’s talk about me and Ezra.”

Cam nursed his Summer Draught, struggling to follow along with the conversation going on at the bar. His attention kept wandering to Fiona as she and Melody talked at their table across the room.

He hadn’t expected to see her when he walked inside, but he wasn’t opposed to a welcome surprise.

He took a deep drink as she gestured with her hands, and her laugh carried through the noisy space. She looked good enough to eat in snug jeans and a stylish raspberry-colored tank top that offered up a teasing glimpse of cleavage.

Her eyes were irresistible with a touch of mascara. And she’d done something to her hair—added subtle curls to all that shiny dark brown. Then her glossy lips curved as she lifted her glass to take another sip.

“Damn,” he murmured, forever fascinated by her dimples.

Seconds later, Ezra walked in, tossing Cam a wave as he headed to the ladies’ table, kissing Melody before giving Fiona a hug.

Fiona grinned as she wrapped her arms around him, saying something before she kissed his cheek.

Cam clenched his jaw, never envying his best friend more than he did at that moment.

“What do you think, Cam?”

He met Griffin’s gaze. “About what?”

Griffin and Teddy chuckled. “We were talking about the Red Sox, but we’ll let you enjoy your view.”

Cam opened his mouth to tell them to kiss his butt, but Fiona stood, putting cash on the table by her glass.

Her ass looked amazing in her jeans. And the way her tank top cinched and tied at her side accentuated her slim, toned waist.

She hugged Melody and then Ezra again, glancing Cam’s way as she headed toward the exit.

Ezra caught Cam’s eye, giving him a subtle signal that Fiona was walking home.

The second she disappeared out the door, Cam stood, tossing a twenty on the bar. “I’ll see you boys later.”

Ignoring his friends’ crude comments, he left, stepping into the muggy night air. He immediately spotted Fiona as she moved through the parking lot. “Fi, let me give you a ride home.”

She tossed a look over her shoulder as she kept walking. “I’m all set, but thanks.”