It had been super hot. And unbelievably satisfying.
But now he was here with Cam in the flesh. Sharing his bed. Sharing his shower. And starting on Monday, they’d be working together. Like old times but better. No uncomfortable uniforms. No reason to carry lethal weapons. No more answering to asshole leadership.
Nolan’s immediate supervisor would be Cam himself. And yesterday, he met with the Lyons siblings: the twins, Dayne and Dylan, along with their younger sister, Danica.
All three had been very welcoming and easy-going. Except for when they busted on each other like typical siblings. For a moment, it made him regret that he had been an only child.
“I have to return the box truck and car dolly today.” That was going to be another long drive all the way to State College. Luckily, nowhere near as long as the drive from Media.
“Do you want me to come with you?”
Nolan shook his head. “No, I can take care of it since you need to work.”
“I don’t think the bosses will mind if I take a few hours off. Plus, it’s a good excuse to visit Laurel at school. And I’m sure she’d be happy to see her ‘Uncle Nolan.’”
“Does Laurel know you’re bi?”
“No, I saw no reason to tell her. I told Molly back when we split.”
“But now?”
“I’m not ready to tell her yet.”
“You don’t think she’d understand?”
“Maybe. Maybe not. But things are new with us. And she loves you.”
What did that mean? Was Cam worried his daughter would be devastated if things didn’t work out between them?
Nolan would be. But that was a risk with any new relationship, whether serious or casual.
Or was he more worried that Laurel wouldn’t be accepting when it came to her father being bisexual? Or even in a relationship with another man?
Could he blame Cam when it came to being cautious? Nolan kept his bisexuality under wraps, too. Even from his family.
Cam was right. This was brand spanking new.
They needed to give this a chance before announcing it to their families.
As well as the world.
“I’m the director tonight, boys.”
Nolan had no idea whether to be excited or scared at Hope’s announcement not even thirty seconds after walking into Cam’s cabin.
When she eyed Nolan up and down, his asshole puckered a little.
Hope hooked a thumb toward Cam. “I call him Handsome. Now I need a pet name for you.Hmm.” She pursed her lips. “Hunk? How about Hot Stuff?”
Okay, good.She wasn’t about to suspend him from the ceiling and paddle his ass until he couldn’t sit down. Cam had complained about a bruised and sore ass a couple of weeks prior.
Though, Nolan had wished he’d been here to watch that action.
“I’m fine with either,” Nolan answered.
“Mistress.”
Shit.
