Looking through the isles, pushing her cart, Cameron searched for eggs in the grocery store.
It was the next day after her evening with Spencer. To say that she thought about it a lot was an understatement. It was all she could think about, really.
Hearing him talk about his feelings in real time, face to face, was foreign to her.
During the months that Spencer kept his secret, he did his best to hide his feelings. He never showed Cameron he loved her, but rather did it from afar.
In a way, hiding his true emotions was also hiding a part of himself. Loving Cameron was apart of Spencer, and he couldn't deny that.
Cam wasn't just reading it, or just hearing him say it; she felt how much he loved her, and to say the least, it was a wonderful feeling.
Now, she was grocery shopping at 11am.
"Cameron?"
She turned around to see Rossi holding a shopping basket.
"Hey Dave!"
He walked over to her, looking in her shopping cart.
"You cook?" he asked. Currently, Cameron had lots of food items, including lots of vegetables, meat, and cooking oil.
"New hobby." she shrugged.
"Hey, don't you take the metro?"
"Yup."
"You're going to bring all this on the train? That's going to be tough, Kid."
"Oh, trust me, it is." she laughed, having done this before.
"Let me drive you. You know what, we can even have lunch at my house before I drop you off."
"That'd actually be great, but are you sure? Really, I can handle it if you have other plans you need to get to."
"Don't be ridiculous." he told her. "You know what, we can cook lunch together. Even better!"
...
"Cameron, if the team find out you are this good at cooking, I will be out of business!"
The two were eating their meal in Rossi's second dining room.
"Rossi, you will never be out of business." she laughed.
"I make pasta." he told her while cutting into his food. "Pan seared Steak... and these potatoes!"
They continued to eat their lunch, enjoying the time and making good conversation. Cam helped wash the plates and dishes before they left to drop her off.
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