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hold on me. Every part of my body screamed in protest as his touch slipped away, leaving my body cold with his absence. Crossing my arms over my chest to warm myself up, I finally realized I was alone on the dance floor. Anxiously, I started searching for Cam.
    Why would he just leave me here?
    Finally, I spotted him. He was walking towards the exit of the bar with Blake following closely behind. What the hell? I wanted to call out to him, to beg him to stay but that wasn't me and he probably wouldn't have cared anyway. He didn't even look in my direction before he vanished into the parking lot— he left. A tight knot formed in my stomach. Staring at the closed door, completely baffled as to what had just happened, Blake stepped into my line of sight. He looked just as confused as I felt. He gave me an apologetic look and shrugged his shoulders before following Cam out the door.

 
    "What the hell is going on, Cam? Why did we have to leave so fast? I was about to seal the deal with that waitress," Blake called out to me, trying to catch up as we crossed the parking lot.
    "Nothing, I just...I need to get out of here," I shot back, not wanting to divulge the truth to him that I was scared shitless. The memories and emotions that Cara brought to the surface were messing with my head. Dancing with her, holding her small frame in my arms, her head resting on my chest, it was too much—I had to get away.
    "What do you mean, dude? You just had that Cara chick right where you wanted her. Why did you bail?" he asked as he started jogging behind me to keep up.
    Blake's question ran through my head in circles.
    Why did I bail?
    Maybe I ran out because I had never felt so much for a complete stranger before in my life, maybe it was because I was rock hard for her the moment she wrapped her arms around my neck, or better yet, maybe it was because the moment her head rested on my chest the only person I could think about was Amber and I felt like an absolute asshole because of it.
    Fucking Amber!
    It had been over four years since we had been together and I still wasn't over her, and if I was being honest, I didn't think I ever would be.
    Pulling my keys from my pocket I unlocked my truck and climbed in. With my head and arms resting on the steering wheel, I sat in my truck feeling defeated. "Fuck!"
    Why was I still letting Amber control every damn part of my brain? Why couldn't I let her go?
    The loud sound of the passenger door slamming shut echoed through the cab and I could feel Blake glaring at me, waiting for an answer but there was no way I was going to tell him about Amber.
    "I fucked up, huh?" I mumbled without even looking in his direction.
    "Just now figuring that out, are ya?" Asshole Blake was back. "That was cold, Cam. I wouldn't have even done that to a girl and I'm the biggest dick when it comes to females. You should have seen her face when you left."
    "Was she pissed?" I asked, not really wanting to hear the answer.
    "Not at first."
    "What do you mean?"
    "After she watched you leave, she looked downright distraught, but once you were gone it was like a switch was flicked and she looked pretty furious."
    "I'm such as jackass," I grunted. "How am I going to fix this?"
    "I don't know, man, but whatever you do, do it from a distance. I wouldn't put it past that girl to clock ya one the next time she sees you." Blake started laughing and all I could do was glare at him as I started my truck.
    Driving home I thought of a million ways I could say I was sorry for walking away from her but nothing felt good enough. A simple 'I'm sorry for being such an ass' would probably work better on Cara than some of the sissy things I was thinking of, but I didn't know her that well and really, I didn't have a clue. I was toying with the idea of just leaving it alone and staying away from her. If I was smart I would. For some reason being around Cara made all of my feelings for Amber come back and I hated it.
    As I lay down in my bed that