“That plan works for me.” Nolan wasn’t sure that Cam would pick up on the double entendre.
But really, even a hose would work to rinse off the dust and sweat. However, if he wanted to find someone to play with later, he really needed a good scrub. He didn’twant to turn off any potential partner with musty balls or smelly armpits.
“I’ll go back to the cabin with you and grab a change of clothes. Once you’re done cleaning up, meet me at my office and we’ll head to the lodge for breakfast.”
“You need to work today, right?”
“After we eat, I’ll catch up on a few things, including checking in on my staff, but I’ll take the afternoon off. Or at least be on call, just in case I’m needed. You can explore the property some more while I’m tied up. Feel free to use the pool and attached hot tub. Take a mud bath at the spa or schedule a massage. You can go on a trail ride or take one of the ATVs out. Do whatever your heart desires.”
I desire you.
“How about some yoga?” Nolan asked once they rounded the corner of the equipment shed and he spotted about a dozen people in the distance, twisting themselves into all sorts of poses on spread out mats near Nirvana, the resort’s spa.
Instead of continuing on back toward his cabin, Cam paused and stared toward the group. Finding Cam’s reaction strange, Nolan glanced over at the group again to see if he could spot the issue. “Is something wrong?”
Cam shook his head. “Nothing.”
That was when Nolan realized that the head of security wasn’t checking out the whole class, but only the instructor; a very attractive, slim redhead.
Hmm.She could have potential in his search for a sex partner. No key exchange needed. “Bet she’s flexible.”
“She is,” Cam murmured.
Nolan’s head spun toward him. “You’ve been with her?” If so, there went his potential hookup.
“Once.”
Damn it.“Why only once? Is she psycho or something?” He knew from experience that redheads could be super fiery.
Cam shrugged one shoulder. “No, we just haven’t had the opportunity for a repeat.”
“But you’d like to,” Nolan guessed.
Cam turned his dark brown eyes toward Nolan. “Absolutely. I had a good time. I assume she did, too.” His brow furrowed as he seemed to consider his own words.
“Did you want to head over there to remind her that you exist?” Nolan teased. “I can be your wing man.”
Cam’s eyes flicked back to the instructor, now sitting cross-legged at the front of the group while the rest of the class was sprawled out on their mats on their backs.
Were they sleeping? Weird.
Nolan knew nothing about yoga. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to learn anything about it, either.
“I can introduce you, if you’d like. It looks like they’re just finishing up.”
“By taking a nap?”
Cam chuckled. “It’s called…shit, it had some weird name, but basically it’s the Corpse pose and ends a session.”
“Are you saying yoga is so intense that you die at the end?” Nolan joked.
“Basically. From a distance, most poses look easy, but holding those poses is more difficult than you think. You also need good balance.”
“You’ve tried it?”
“Once.”
“So you could hook up with the instructor?” Nolan guessed.
