Cream and Sugar novel

---- I paused and breathed in to calm myself, "Okay." The two of us slowly sat normally again. Cammie glanced over to where Pam was, "I think she still haven't seen us." "All right, uhm," I licked my lips, "take my mind off it, please?" Her eyebrows raised up but then she smiles and nods. "All right, how about you say cheese?" She says, grabbing my phone and pointing it at me.

"Oh come on, don't take my pict-" The sound of my phone clicking a shot stops me and makes me chuckle, "Stop it, Cammie." The phone clicked again. She flipped the phone horizontally , 'Why don't you look to your right a bit." "Sto-" it clicks again, making her chuckle at my pose from the picture. Her laughter affected me too. The phone clicked twice as I tried to reach it from her, " Give it to me, Cammie," the blonde fends off my right hand with her left, while her right kept clicking away.

"Yeah, that's it," she was full on laughing now. "Hey, stop it! Give me that!" She clicked away until she finally drops my phone from laughter. Without knowing it, I glanced over to Pam who was now looking at the two of us. To lessen the awkwardness, she nears our table, wearing an ---- awkward smile. ''Hey, Gail. Long time no see." I nodded over to her and swallowed, "Pam." I say simply.

She had her hands dug inside her jeans pocket as she stood over Cammie and I, her eyes were only trained on me. "Hi, I'm Cameron." The blonde says after clearing her throat, offering her hand for Pam to shake. Pam took it, a little reluctantly. "Ah, hi, I'm Pam. Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you too." Cameron retains eye contact like she was ready to pounce on my ex-girlfriend. Pam's eyes lingered over to me, then to our table.

I followed her train of sight and realize that she was looking at mine and Cammie's hands which were still, without my knowing, intertwined. "S-so, how have you been?" I ask, getting her eyes back at me rather than my hand. I tried to retrieve my hand back from Cammie's but she tightened her grip. I took a fast glance over to her and she was looking at me expectantly. When silence loomed awkwardly in the air because Pam didn't reply, she shifted her weight to another , and scratched her head.

"You know what, I, uh, I better go." Pam says then takes her exit. ---- I somehow felt bad, even if I shouldn't have, about seeing Pam like that. "What was that all about?" I ask, a little furious over the hand holding. Cammie shrugged, taken aback with how I'm acting, " What? I was holding your hand. Do you feel bad that she saw that? She has no business in who holds your hand or who you like." "T-I know that, but," I say, not able to find the words, "but you still shouldn't have done that.

Did you see her face?" She sighs, "Look, okay, I'm sorry I meddled in your affairs , I know it's none of my business too. But you know, you shouldn't feel bad about that at all. So what if she's crying in her car now? So what if she's confused?" "Don't say that," I say. My head was getting hot, I was in between staying mad about Pam and sad because of today. "And besides, she's not the only one confused." "Wh-what?" She says, now she was confused too. "Nothing, let's not talk about it, please.

I'd really appreciate it if we just dropped it." I say, heaving out abreath. "All right , geez, relax." Cammie says, handing my phone back to me. We sat and finished eating in silence. When we were ---- done, I hailed a cab and ordered it to take Cammie home. Giving her a very cold 'T'll call you' statement which she only shrugs off.