“Or zip tie their wheelchair wheel to the frame so they can’t make a run for it.”
Cam chuckled. “They do, you just chase after them using a scooter and do a pit maneuver.” A low chuckle filled his ear and caused Cam’s nipples to stand at attention.
“Damn, I miss working with you.”
“Same, brother.” Cam also missed seeing Nolan in the locker room before and after shifts. The man always drew his eye, making him wish Nolan wasn’t straight.
Who was he kidding? It didn’t matter if he wasn’t, Cam had stuffed himself into a closet and locked the door behind him. No way did he want anyone at his barracks, or even in the state-wide law enforcement organization, to know he wasn’t strictly batting for the straight team.
He didn’t need the hassle. The jokes, the looks, the insulting whispers.
You’d think in this day and age, more folks would be tolerant of how others lived their lives, especially since it wasn’t their business. Unfortunately, they weren’t.
The only good thing about being bi was that he could bring a woman along to events and get-togethers with his fellow cops and it didn’t come off as awkward. Or suspicious.
He could easily pretend to be as straight as the line they made drunks walk during sobriety tests. Only, that was far from the truth. “When’s your last day?”
“The fifteenth.”
Damn.Now that guilt for not reaching out became even heavier. He should’ve known Nolan was about to retire. “Then what?”
“Maybe take a breather for a few weeks. Got an offer to work security at the county courthouse. However, the pay is shit, no bennies, and I don’t know if I want to deal with some of the crazies that come to court.”
“I hear ya. Why don’t you come up here for a visit? See what a sweet deal I stumbled into.” It would be the perfect time to catch up.
“You’re liking it?”
“The benefits outweigh the pay, but hell yeah. I get to live in a rent-free cabin in a beautiful area, the food’s awesome and also included, we’ve got a spa here if I ever have tight muscles and need a massage, I don’t have to pay a dime for booze, and I get to spend as much time outdoors as I want. The property butts up against state game land and Moshannon State Forest. I can hunt, run, ATV, whatever.”
“Isn’t it some kind of sex resort?”
Cam smiled. “Anotherbenefit.”
“You’re allowed to hook up with the guests?” Nolan sounded skeptical.
“Sure, if they consent. Consent is non-negotiable here. If they want me and I want them? No problem.”
“All the sex you want without strings sounds like a damn good benefit.”
“As long as I’m off-duty. And yes, no strings. Most guests are only here a few days or a week at the most.”
“Sounds like Utopia.”
“Pretty close. In fact, they have a whole bunch of kinky playrooms where anything goes named Heaven, if that tells you anything.”
Nolan’s snort filled Cam’s ear. “Heaven.I bet.”
“Some wild shit goes down in those rooms.”
“You get to watch?”
“If I want, sure. We also have security cameras everywhere else and I assure you, those rooms aren’t the only place where some interesting shit goes down.” They didn’t record inside the playrooms unless an emergency button was pushed, but that information wasn’t shared outside of management and the security team.
The button was their latest upgrade after Cam suggested it. However, the cameras in the hallway outside of those rooms were always monitored and signage made the guests aware of it.
Nolan’s deep chuckle caused Cam’s balls to tighten. “And as head of security, you get the privilege of monitoring those.”
Cam needed to stop fantasizing about a man he’d never have and concentrate on the guests here who were plentiful.
