Can I Help You? (Eric.)

Oh, there was nothing wrong with Eric. Cam hadn’t seen Callie’s older brother for a while, though he had said some... interesting things to her about what the three of them should do together. She didn’t seem very interested, which was understandable but still, kind of a disappointment to him. Oh well, he tried. He also hadn’t been very serious, probably a good thing. Better to test the waters first.

“Well the last time I checked the GPS I put on her...” he said, glancing at his cell phone, before an ‘ah-ha’ look overcame his face. “Uh, no.” He was smiling so much it hurt. Did Eric have something up his ass or something?

Cameron shut the door, shrugging as Eric was already on the couch. This was a school full of people who could do very interesting things, it was easy to become accustomed to it. Besides, Josh had the same powers, and he was Callie’s friend. Well, Josh was his friend too, but enough about that.

“Uh, not really,” Cam said, scratching the back of his neck. “Am I supposed to entertain you until she gets back?” He asked, going towards the mini-fridge. “Water?” He asked, shaking a water bottle over his shoulder at Eric.

This could be a while.

“Yeah you know, I have to keep an eye on your sister. I don’t think one person spying on her is enough.” Eric, hopefully knew better than to believe a word Cameron said. But just in case, Cam wore a pleasant, unassuming smile on his face. Cam knew Eric was protective, but for Christ’s sake, they were roommates. If he had tried doing something, he was going to make sure the relationship lasted.

Strutting over to the couch, Cam popped a squat right beside Eric, keeping a good amount of space between them, but still getting a bit friendly. He passed one of the bottles to the older boy. “Nah, you’re probably tired of drinking anyways,” he said, alluding to university life in general. “And I really don’t wanna see you drunk, you know, tarnish my image of you and everything,” he said with a wink, cracking open his bottle and taking a swig.

Just how long was Eric going to stay?

Eric should know the difference, he’s in college after all. Or university, whatever. Cameron shrugged. He didn’t see the point in wasting all your money on something that disabled you. No, whatever he experienced, he wanted to be fully aware of. It wasn’t like he enjoyed making himself look like a fool on a regular basis.

They really didn’t have to talk, but if Eric insisted...

Cameron subconsciously ruffled his hair again, sitting back and taking a sip of water. It’d been a while since he was his mentor. “I dunno,” he said nonchalantly. What a loaded question if he ever heard one. “We’re dating.” But he had things with lots of people, and if Eric was the one who taught him, then he really didn’t need to ask.

“Getting tail still easy outside a Hammel?” But that wasn’t all Callie was to him, or any of the other people he dated. But Eric couldn’t know that. No, Cameron was a heartless player.