“There’s someone…” Sara trailed off, turning to look at a dress on a mannequin. “It’s complicated.”
“Been there,” she said. She moved to the clearance rack to check out some quarter-length sleeved shirts. The weather was cooling off and she’d have to retire her tank-tops to undergarments.
“With the baby daddy?” Sara called after her.
Cameron glanced over her shoulder. “How did you…”
“Manipulative ex, brutal custody battle, tons of drama?” Sara asked, slinking past Cameron to check out some lingerie. “Shane filled me in. You poor thing. You’re only what, sixteen?”
“Eighteen,” Cameron corrected, clearing her throat. She crossed her arms and eyed the girl in a warning. “And are you intending to be such a bitch, or does it just come naturally?”
Sara turned, her mouth agape in a mock gasp.
“Drop the act,” Cameron said. “You’ve been playing frenemy all afternoon. What’s really going on here?”
She strode a little closer, biting her lip. “I guess I wasn’t being subtle, was I?”
She sighed, planting her hands on her hips. “Then I guess I’m just going to…come right out and say it.”
Cameron raised an eyebrow, waiting.
“Truth is, Cameron, I just don’t like you.”
This wasn’t anything Cameron hadn’t heard before and didn’t bother her much. She responded with a sarcastic smirk.
“Shane always goes for the train wrecks and every time, they mangle his heart. You think you’re going to be any different? Sweetie, you’re barely out of high school and just look at the baggage you’ve got.”
“A kid, an ex-husband. Then there’s the main issue—whatever screwed you up so much in the first place.”
Cameron inhaled a sharp breath as the words stung. “Shane warned me this would happen,” she said. “I was willing to give you the benefit of the doubt, but now I see what all this is really about.”
“What’s wrong? Afraid to tell Shane he’s got to save you again?”
Something in Sara’s hazel eyes flickered.
“I’ve seen your type before too, sweetie,” she said. “In fact, last summer I was you. So what kind of mess are you in and have you told him yet?”
She smirked. “You think you have it all figured out, don’t you? I’m just the screw up sister who crashes everybody’s life. That’s so…last summer.” She turned on her heel and sashayed away. “Every story needs a twist. Let’s see if you figure this one out before it blindsides you.”
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