“Thank god that I have Cameron’s condo spare key, or we would have had to wait out for a long time.” Olivia sighed loudly. “I am not really surprised. He works too much for his own good. He invited us for lunch, and now when we are here, he ditches us for his stupid meeting.” Jenny said annoyingly. “He is just going to be an hour late. So, relax.” Caleb tried to calm the ladies down. “Ronny is right. Give Cameron a break,” Jason said who entered his sibling home along with Stella. It has been really long time he had met Cameron and was a good way to catch-up with his entire family. “Whatever you say, Jason.” Jenny said “I need a drink; I will try to find something in the kitchen,” Jason said loudly and made his way into the kitchen along with Ronny. “Jesus Christ!” Ronny cried loudly, which made everyone run to the kitchen. Looking at both the sisters and brother of Cameron, he said, “Your brother is a mess.” A whole lot of ketchup spilled on Ronny’s shirt. “Cameron’s clothes

It’s been two days and Cameron still could not talk to Marissa. At first, he thought he would try to have a chat with her after her class, but that couldn’t happen as Olivia hadn’t asked Cameron to pick Brook up yet. She made it clear that for now, it would be better if he did not go to the dance institute to pick Book. He did not blame Olivia for that but at the very least she was talking to him, unlike his younger sister. He tried to call her but Jenny kept on cutting his call. It was clear that Jenny do not wish to talk to him and he sincerely hope that she doesn’t cut him off completely. She is his little sister and loves her. Even though he had not been a good brother like Jason had been to all of them but he cannot imagine a life without Jenny. For once, he even thought about Ronny but he was sure that he would not pick up his call. Whereas, Jason and Stella are considered they had to go back home. Both their kids were still in Rosewood and they only came here till the weekend.

“This is bad. No, this is worse.” Marissa was hitting her forehead with the pillow. “Stop it, Risa. This is worse than you pacing around.” Ronny groaned. “Then how the hell am I supposed to react? We have a dance competition coming up in a few weeks, then there is your wedding preparations, plus my twisted ankle. Everything is so messed up. How are we going to manage everything?” She whined and then glared at him. “It’s not that bad. Everything will go just fine.” Ronny tried to assure her. “Yeah, right!” She told him sarcastically. “Cut it out, guys and Marissa, Ronny is right. Enough time is left.” Cameron intervened to calm both of them down. “I can’t believe that I agree with my good-for-nothing brother, but he is right.” For Marissa’s sake, Jenny had begun tolerating his presence and she still held a grudge against him and never left a chance to taunt him for it. Marissa, however, could sense the tension between the siblings irrespective of the fact that they have indirect

The night was still young and, amongst all the other people in the club, these two decided to call it a night. Marissa and Cameron were a bit tired, so they walked home as they took Ronny and Caleb’s car to go to the club. Even though they could have took a cab but did not feel for the night to end just yet, Marissa had both her arms crossed, trying to protect herself from the cold, which didn’t go unnoticed by Cameron, so he immediately removed his jacket and placed it on Marissa’s shoulder. “I am fine. I am not feeling that cold.” Marissa told him. “Well, the important point is that you are feeling cold. And what kind of a guy will I be if I let my friend suffer in this cold weather?” Cameron nudged her. “Not a very good one. But what about you? Aren’t you feeling cold?” She asked him with concern. “No. Don’t worry, I am fine.” He reassured her. Both of them were walking in silence when Cameron decided to break it by asking her, “What are you thinking about?” He had both his h

Days have passed since the wedding, and Cameron didn’t miss a chance to make Marissa feel special. Daily he would greet her with red roses. Like any other day, he rang her doorbell with a bouquet of red roses. “Cameron, you don’t need to buy me roses daily or need to do any other thing.” Marissa gave a long sigh. “I don’t need to, but I want to.” Cameron shrugged and went inside. “By the way, I ordered some Chinese takeaway. I figured you would be tired.” “See, you didn’t need to buy food. I could have cooked something.” She folded her hands. “Marissa, just relax. It’s nothing.” He rolled his eyes. “Cameron, all this is too much,” Marissa told him in frustration, which made him confused. “I don’t understand.” He asked her in a dilemma. “Giving me flowers, dropping me or picking me up from work. Trying to make me feel... You have no clue what effect it has on me. I am still not ready for commitment and you treating me like this is making me feel guilty.” “Marissa, I am doing th