For a second Dawson thought he might lead him to the front door and finally tell him he needed to go home, but there was no hesitation at all in Cam’s footsteps as they passed by the front entry and headed instead to Cam’s bedroom.
Chapter 14
CamthoughtheandDawson were beingfairlycircumspect. Sure, there’d been the day after in the locker room, when Nate had teased him about all the marks Dawson had littered over his skin. Nate hadn’t known who’d left them, but by the time they’d left the practice facility at the end of the day, it seemed like most of the guys suspected who it was that Cam had hooked up with.
Still, they weren’t flirting or touching or being anywhere close to what Cam would callobvious. Not around their teammates. Dawson had told Aidan—and Mo, because he’d been there, at their dinner—but that was only because Aidan had been surprisingly worried about Cam.
Still, Cam thought they’d been pretty chill about what they were doing.
At least he thought that until Nate cornered them after the walkthrough, Gatorade bottle in one big hand, and said, “So, when’s the wedding date?”
Cam froze, but Dawson frozeworse.
If Cam looked at their defensive captain and thought,I wonder if I could kill him with my mind, he decided that nobody could blame him. He and Dawson weren’tdating, and on top of that, Dawson had just gotten out of a bad marriage, topped off by an even worse divorce.
“What the fuck,” Dawson said pleasantly, after he unfroze.
Nate shrugged unrepentantly and rolled his Gatorade between two big hands. “You two just seem particularly . . .closerecently.”
Dawson had been very firm upfront about defining what this thing was between them, but then had proceeded to act like he’d never said anything at all. Cam was half-expecting to hear Dawson knock on his door later and stay the night in his hotel room bed, because it wasn’t like they’d spent almostanynights apart since the first one they’d shared. But Cam wasnotinterested in calling any of this mixed messaging out, especially not in front of Dawson.
That was a surefire way to freak him out.
And if Dawson freaked out, he would probably stop, andGod, Cam really didn’t want to stop.
Dawson frowned. “I don’t know if that’s true.”
But itwastrue. Cam didn’t need Dawson to confirm it, because he was living it.
Obviously if given a choice, he was going to choose both doing itandtalking about doing it, but he was happy enough to settle for just doing it.
“Come on, you’re practically glued together.” Nate glanced over at where Aidan and Levi were standing next to each other. They weren’t touching, but they didn’t have to be for it to be obvious they belonged together. The message Nate was sending was clear enough.
This, Cam decided, had gone far enough. “Not really,” he said.
Nate squinted. “I don’t mean right now, I mean like you’re always fucking together. And then there was Cam’s hookup—”
“Dude, be chill,” Cam interrupted. “It’s cool.” He slid a sideways glance at Dawson, who looked torn between looking offended and freaking out.
“Yeah, it’s not all that serious,” Dawson said, sounding like he meant it.
Sounding like he hadn’t spent the last week in Cam’s bed. Even when theyweren’thaving sex. Cam might’ve been offended by Dawson’s words, but then he knew the truth.
He knew where Dawson was spending his nights. Tucked right up next to Cam, like he couldn’t stay away.
“Yeah, it’s good,” Cam said.Better than anything I’ve ever had.
“So what, you’re just fucking?” Nate laughed under his breath, a little bitterly. “Okay, sure.”
Dawson surprised Cam then. “You okay, Bishop? Not like you to angst about what everyone else is up to. Don’t tell me you’re taking lessons from Aidan these days.”
“No,” Nate said, frowning. “It’s . . .”
“I’msureyou’ve heard of a hookup,” Dawson said, patting Nate on the arm. “And if you haven’t, I’m sure there’s someone out there who might be willing to educate you.”
“Maybe Ramsey?” Cam asked, pasting an innocent expression on his face.
And yep, there it was. Nate went a dark brick red.
