his chin on his hand, Jacob smiled at Cam. ‘Before we started studying, I was telling Avery that she should wear the color green more often. It makes her sexy with that hair of hers.’
My mouth dropped open. He had so not even said that about the stupid cardigan I was wearing.
‘Do you like the color green on her, Cam?’ Brit asked.
Oh my God.
Cam turned to me, his blue eyes as deep as the waters off the coast of Texas. ‘The color looks great on her, but she looks beautiful every day.’
Heat crept across my cheeks as I let out a low breath.
‘Beautiful?’ Brit repeated.
‘Beautiful,’ Cam repeated, reclaiming what little distance I’d managed to put between us. He nudged my knee again. ‘So did you guys learn anything from studying?’
I let out the breath. ‘I think we got it.’
‘Because of you.’ Jacob glanced at Brit, and my stomach dropped. ‘Avery came up with this song to help me remember where the countries were.’
Oh no.
‘Sing him your song.’ Brit elbowed me so hard that I bounced off Cam and ricocheted back.
Interest sparked in Cam’s eyes. ‘What song?’
‘I am not singing that song again.’
Jacob beamed up at Cam. ‘It’s the Croatia song.’
I shot him a death glare.
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