Guess now I knew where the limit was. Interesting that it was hitting on the sex bit. Most young guys were totally down for some dirty talk, even if it was all hypothetical.
Did this mean he really was straight and was only interested in keeping the LGBTQ stuff at arm’s length?
How odd for someone who spoke so fondly of them earlier.
Oh god, unless he was part of some religious sect that was all about the purity before marriage thing.
“Yeah, I’ll, uh—” Right before he turned away from me, he gave me a brief nod, pulling himself together. “I’ll check on that... uh, inquiry you had.”
I gnawed at the inside of my cheek. “Yeah, cool. Stop by my cabin if you find any. If I’m not there, you know what happened.”
He didn’t say anything in response, simply fast walked back the way he’d come and soon disappeared around one of the buildings. What a shame. Here I thought Blake could handle the banter, but clearly I’d struck some kind of nerve.
Which wasn’t expected at all.
What an odd guy.
Couldn’t say I wasn’t a little disappointed. But hey, there were always more fish in the sea. Bigger and less bashful, even. More my style than hand holding the babies that had only just started flying out of the nest on their own.
Twenty-eight wasn’t exactly young by any means, however, I had almost a decade’s worth of experience on top of that. Plus my shameless and unabashed attitude to go along with my massive ego. Hardly anything caught me off guard enough to render me speechless, let alone throw me off my groove.
He’d probably avoid me now. Probably for the best, unfortunately.
Clearly, I couldn’t contain myself from stepping over the line with him. Not even a full day into knowing him and I’d already fucked up. See, this was why I went after guys that I had no connection with. It was so much easier than trying to weasel my way into the good graces of those thatactuallytickled my brain.
Not that I was going after Blake in the first place. Camp staff was still off limits.
Sighing, I spun on my heel and headed for the bonfire to find my new couple friends.
Ignoring the disappointment was going to be easier said than done, though I was sure once I was balls deep in Luke while Aimee sat on the bed and got off while watching us fool around, I’d soon forget all about Blake and that pinched expression I wanted to kiss right off his face.
CHAPTER 5
Blake
I shivered hard,pulling my jacket tighter around my body. My shoes crunched against the gravel walkway as I trudged alone in the dark, gaze trained ahead to keep from tripping over my next step.
The campgrounds had plenty of flood lights around the main parts, but back here by the staff cabins, there wasn’t much aside from the occasional porch light, if someone remembered to leave it on after retiring for the night. I was one of those culprits, unfortunately.
Before leaving my office, I’d neglected to grab one of my flashlights. I’d had the ridiculous thought of getting back to my own cabin well before the sun set, which of course had been immediately derailed the second I saw Marlow wandering out of the mess hall. Soon, I was standing in front of him with no idea how the hell my feet had carried me so far before I realized what I was doing, and then the rest was history.
A fucking embarrassing history, at that.
Why the hell I let myself get so damn flustered with him was actually a mystery. It wasn’t like he was being overly explicit. In fact, it seemed rather tame compared to what could’ve probably come out of his mouth given he was still sober and had yet to join the bonfire festivities.
There was no reason for me to suddenly become a blushing bride and run away from what was now, upon reflection, a pretty mild conversation about sex.
It wasn’t like I was a virgin. I’d had plenty of people occupy my bed before.
“You never heard of swingers, Blake?”
My stomach twisted. The way he’d asked that drove me insane. Like getting laid was some kind of competition and he was definitely winning at it.
What did I care?
I didn’t even know this man. I couldn’t even call him a friend, let alone an acquaintance. Letting him get under my skin was stupid, seeing as he wasn’t trying to in the first place.
So what the fuck was wrong with me?
