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“I really didn’t,” Cameron replied honestly. “You just made it by me. You think a lot before every hit, don’t you?”

“I guess so.”

“I can see that working with pool really well because you can take your time, but with air hockey, it’s so fast-paced.”

“Oh, I’m great at pool,” Lacey said.

“What? Why didn’t we playthat, then?”

“You said you wanted to play air hockey.”

“And you just let me have what I want?”

“You’re the celebrity. I thought you guys were all used to getting whatever you wanted.”

Cameron laughed loudly at that and replied, “Probably true. But we can tear this down, and you can kick my ass at pool next, if you want. I’m not great at that one.”

“We can, but aren’t we…” Lacey stopped and looked over at the camera guy. “Um… This can get cut out, right?”

“The whole thing is going to be cut down to about ten to fifteen minutes, so, yeah, most of it will get cut.”

“I thought we were supposed to have dinner soon.”

“It’s at seven. The chef is probably just getting started on it now. There are drinks upstairs if you want one, though. Oh, wait.” Cameron looked over at the wet bar. “Yeah, Jessie had this stocked, too. Want something from here?”

“Maybe just water. I thought River was going to get me one, but maybe she’s doing something else with Jessie or Kennedy.”

Cameron walked over to the wet bar and looked down at the counter, feeling like shit. She’d actually forgotten that her girlfriend was upstairs, probably withLacey’sgirlfriend, because both of them had girlfriends and they were here on a damn double date. As she pulled out three small bottles of water, she wondered what that meant. There had been days when she’d thought of Kennedy every single minute. There had been days when one of them had been in LA and the other had been in New York or even in another country, and she’d missed Kennedy so much, it had hurt her physically not to be next to her. She hadn’t felt that in a long time.

“Here you go,” she said, offering Lacey a water. “And would you mind giving us a little space?” she asked the guy behind the camera.

“I was told to film everything.”

“I know, man, and I appreciate it, but Lacey’s not really used to being on camera. Maybe you can just take a few breaks. I won’t tell Jessie if you don’t.”

Cameron handed him the third bottle of water she had grabbed, and he took it.

“Fine. But if I get in trouble, she’s yours to deal with.”

“No problem,” she replied with a smile. “Hey, the doors there lead straight out to the beach, I think. Want to check it out?”

She nodded to the French doors at the back of the basement that led to what looked like a hot tub to the right, a small deck that was under the one upstairs, and the beach beyond.

“Are we allowed to do that?” Lacey asked. “I don’t want to get you into any trouble.”

“Jessie works for me,” she said. “Well, for both of us. Don’t get me wrong: she’s in charge of this whole thing, and I don’t really want to piss her off, but we’re not locked in here or anything. We can do whatever we want.”

“What about River and Kennedy?”

“They’ll find us.”

“Okay. Sure,” Lacey agreed.

Cameron walked over to the doors, pulled them open, and having noticed that the guy had put his camera down and was now taking a drink from the water she’d given him, she put her hand on the small of Lacey’s back without thinking as she walked through the doors. Then, she dropped it immediately, trying to get a grip. Her girlfriend was upstairs. Fuck;Lacey’sgirlfriend was upstairs.

“It’s a coffee-almond fudge,” Cameron heard said girlfriend’s voice from above them, even over the sound of the ocean not all that far away.

“You make coffee-flavored fudge?” Kennedy asked.