“Nice,” Cam said as he joined him and began to help remove the bike from the rack.
“I figured this would be the perfect place to ride.”
“It is,” Cam confirmed.
“Do you still have yours?”
“Sure do, but the resort also keeps a few for the guests. As well as ATVs, horses…” One side of Cam’s mouth pulled up. “Lots of things to ride.”
Nolan cocked an eyebrow. “Guests?”
Cam chuckled. “Of course.”
“How many times have you hooked up with a guest since moving here?”
Cam lifted the bike off the rack and set it on the ground, keeping a hold of it since it wasn’t equipped with a kickstand. Nolan went around to the passenger side and grabbed his bags from the backseat of his Toyota Sequoia, setting them on the ground at his feet.
He glanced over at Cam, waiting for the answer to his question.
When Cam began rolling the bike toward the cabin, Nolan picked up his bags and followed. “Did you lose count?”
“I don’t keep track.”
“Like, daily? Weekly?”
Cam shrugged and leaned the bike against the cabin’s exterior wall near the front porch. “Whenever someone catches my attention and is also interested in me.”
It was difficult to ignore the fact that Cam used the term “someone” instead of “a woman.”
Maybe Nolan was reading too much into it.
Or unrealistically hoping Cam was also attracted to men.
Yeah, he had to be delusional.
“On our way to the lodge, we’ll drop off your bike in the equipment shed. That’s where I keep mine since I don’t have any storage. Maybe tomorrow morning we can hit the trails and catch the sunrise.”
“How about a tour after we grab something to eat?”
“Absolutely. When I’m not holed up in my office, I’m wandering around checking in with guests and my security guards.”
“I like how there’s a guard stationed at the entrance.”
“Totally necessary for privacy. We don’t want just anyone coming onto the property. Not when clothing is optional and the sex is spontaneous. We want everyone to feel comfortable enough to be themselves.”
We want everyone to feel comfortable enough to be themselves.
By the end of his five-night stay, maybe Nolan would feel comfortable enough, too.
“Now, let’s drop your bags inside and go eat. I’m about to chew my arm off.”
Nolan chuckled. “Sounds like a plan since I’m about to chew your arm off, too.”
Nolan groanedwhen he heard movement in Cam’s bedroom. He glanced at the time on his cell phone. Six.
Holy shit.He hadn’t gotten up this early since working the last daylight shift before retiring.
Yesterday’s tour had been interesting to say the least. It proved the Lyons family really knew how to make their resort the “complete” experience. Cam had shown him just about every building—and there were a bunch of them—from thestables to the spa and even where the themed playrooms were.
