Chapter 8

In the most innocent tone he could manage,Nolan asked,“Sorry for what?”

“I’ve been a dick.”

“Well,now that you mention it,you have been pretty dick-tastic.”

Cam smiled and tipped his bottle toward Nolan in a salute.

“No,seriously,”Nolan said.“Did I do something to make you mad at your dad’s?”

“It’s not you.It’s…He just pisses me off.You’re my roommate.You’re my friend,not his.”

“Hey.It’s not like that.You are my best friend.I don’t want you to feel like that.I really like your dad.”

“I know.”Cam was heading dangerously close to clamming back up.

“It’s more than I want to be his friend,”Nolan said.“I wish my dad were as cool as Rick.I want to be just like him when I grow up.”

“You just don’t get it,man.”

“No,but I’ll try to,”Nolan said.“For you.I really don’t want to piss you off.”

“Okay.”

“Hey,it worked by the way?”

“What worked?”Cam asked.

“You totally got my mind off Ashley.”