Page 73 of I Loved You First

“You’re welcome.” Sitting next to her, he selected a birthday cake granola bar. “This kind is good.”

“It looks good with all of those colorful sprinkles.” She opened her package as Cam came back with three cups of fruit and forks. “This looks good, too. Thank you.”

“No problem.”

Fi picked up a fork, spearing a piece of cantaloupe as she gave Brady her attention. “You know, this is our last week of hanging out full-time. We’ll have to think about what we want to do.”

“Let’s look at your house in the sky,” Brady immediately said.

Fiona smiled. “We’ll definitely do that. What else?”

“Um, we should swim and make more cookies.”

“Okay.” She looked at Cam. “Is there anything we can do to help Brady get ready for day camp next week?”

He shook his head. “It’s pretty straightforward. We pack his swim trunks and a towel. I pack him a lunch and provide some gluten-free snacks.”

“Well, that’s easy.”

Cam nodded.

Fiona looked at Brady again. “Are you excited to go to camp?”

He nodded as he chewed a bite of granola bar. “Except I didn’t get to have the sleepover.”

“Oh,” Fiona said as her brow furrowed. “They had a sleepover?”

Brady’s shoulders sagged as he nodded. “It was outside in tents.”

Cam hated seeing Brady so disappointed, especially when Brady had missed out because of his injury. “What if we have a sleepover here? We could invite Owen and Davis.”

Brady rushed up. “We can?”

Cam nodded. “Sure. We can set up a tent on the deck upstairs. You guys can sleep out there.”

Brady jumped up and down. “Yes!”

“I’ll talk to Owen and Davis’ parents, and we’ll make it happen.”

“Can we have hot dogs on the grill?”

Cam nodded. “Sure.”

“And Fiona, you can make me balloons like you make for your parties?”

She nodded. “If you can help me.”

“I can!” Brady ran to the counter, grabbing a pad of paper and a pencil, bringing them back to Fiona. “We can make a list.”

Cam tossed his head back on a laugh, getting a hell of a kick out of Fi and his son. “You’ve taught him well.”

She narrowed her eyes before she grinned. “Successful parties are highly organized. That starts with a list. Right, buddy?”

Brady sat next to her. “Right.” He handed her the paper and pencil. “We can make balloons that look like a rainbow, like that one you showed me on your computer.”

She nodded. “That’s a good one. Do you remember the colors we’ll need?”

“Yup. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple—those are the colors in the rainbow song.”