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Trevor

"She thought she could get a transfer, but unfortunately someone al- ready has her title at the Houston office, so she has to look for another job."

"That sucks. Tell her good luck."

"She'll be fine. She has some leads so far."

The doorbell rang, causing me to wonder who was at the door.

"Who could that be?" I asked as I walked to the door.

I opened it to reveal Camille on the other side of the door. She flashed a sweet smile at me, which made my heart go pitter-patter. Don't know why because that had never happened before.

"Hey, I was in the area and wanted to stop by and see how everything was going. Hey, Charles," she said as she noticed Charles sitting down.

"Hey, Cam. I have to say, you looked gorgeous last night." He complimented her while giving me a smug look.

I shook my head at Charles as I tried to get any thoughts of how sexy my best friend looked last night out of my head

"Thanks, Charles."

"Where are my manners? Come in," I said as I stepped out the entry- way so Camille could walk in. She glanced at the boxes and smiled.

"I see you haven't unpacked yet."

"No, got a few more things to get before unpacking. If you're not busy, maybe you could help me arrange some of the stuff in here."

"I guess I could, but it's going to have to cost you dinner."

"Deal," I said as I gave Camille a wide grin.

Camille suddenly became shy as she gave a tiny smile and looked to- ward the beige wall.

I observed Charles giving us a look that read "sure-you're- just-friends"

as he moved from the chair and toward the door.

"I'm going to go run an errand. Call me if you need me."

"Will do. Thanks, Charles."

"No problem. Bye, Cam."

"Bye, Charles," Camille said as Charles closed the door behind him.

As I went to the door to lock it, I turned around and stared at Camille.

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