“Get rid of these,” I said, tossing a few of his glossy porn magazines on the bed. “And don’t put them in the recycling bin either.”
Cameron grabbed the magazines and opened the guest room closet. “Can I just move my clothes to the right? How long will she be staying? I’m sure she’s not gonna have all that much stuff—”
“I don’t know. A few days, I suppose.” I emptied the nightstand drawers. “Put these somewhere.” I threw the tube of lube and box of rubbers on the bed. “I’m going to strip the bed. Can you get me the nice blue sheets out of the linen closet, please?”
“Yeah.” Cameron paused in the doorway. “What’s she like?”
“I’m not sure anymore.” I moved fast, rushing from one thing to another, but my mind seemed to have come to a stop. I couldn’t organize my thoughts.
“Hey, it’ll be o
