The guys couldn’t have missed the heat of the chemistry that fizzled whenever she and Cam were close.They never talked about it, not exactly, that didn’t mean it went unnoticed.If she had to put money on it, she’d say Cam’s three closest friends anticipated this happening in some way at some time.
The heat of his hard body urged her backward, the curl of his fingers in her hair tightened.This was going up a notch.She hadn’t been wrong about temptation.
“I forgot how nice it was to have a willing woman in my kitchen in the morning,” he growled against her.
“Who said I was willing?”she asked, their mouths never parting.
One more shunt and not only was she up there, he had a better angle to—oh, damn, that push, that felt good, the solid pressure rocked just right to fizz her hormones and—ah, yes.This could be a—yes, more and—
“Sex dolls are incredibly lifelike these days.”
That was a female voice.Definitely not one of their guys.
Cam pulled back and there stood a beautiful brunette, six feet away, lollipop in hand.Where had she come from?How did she even get in?Maybe she never went home.Was she a leftover from last night?
“She’s not a sex doll.”
“Really?”the brunette asked Cam.“‘Cause I thought maybe masturbation aids were an exception to your rule.You’ve got to dump it somewhere or you’ll do yourself an injury.A man needs to walk straight.”
Cam eased back, putting unwelcome space between them.“Thanks for the concern.”
“I knew that lifestyle choice thing was bullshit.Don’t think I fell for it.What’s with the panties party?Is losing them the price of admission?Is this you falling off the wagon?Making up for lost time with the poontang?Should I be checking you into rehab?”
“I love our little chats,” Cam said.“Want to tell me why you’re here, RK?”
“Surprised to see me?”
“Not especially.”
No, he didn’t seem surprised at all.He just slid into conversation with the brunette like the woman was exactly where she should be.
The stranger hummed.“No one’s ever surprised when I show up.”
“We’re on constant ROXCON alert.”
“Aww, that makes it sound like you’re not happy to see me.”The brunette gave her lollipop a lick.“Don’t worry, I’m not here for you, Collier.I’m meeting people.”
“People?”Cam asked, opening his hands.“What people?No one’s here.”
“That’s what you think.Your information is outdated.Gotta subscribe to live updates.”
“You think I check the group chats?You women don’t stop for a second, I lost track years ago.”
“Helps you’re distracted by important business…” And the brunette’s attention slunk to her.“Very important business.”
“You’re twelve hours late for the party,” Cam said though the brunette kept admiring her.“And if you’re looking for your guy, you took the wrong off-ramp.Last I heard, he was in Manhattan.Though it wouldn’t surprise me if he’s gone into hiding.You two have barely surfaced since the wedding.Guy’s probably lame by now.You’re the demanding type, RK.Do we need to take him out back and shoot him?”
“My guy’s as virile as ever, thank you very much.And he’s in Toledo.”
“Toledo?”Cam frowned in confusion.“What’s in Toledo?”
The brunette shrugged.“That’s just what I say when people ask ‘cause usually by the time I reply, he’s bounced his way into another city.”
“But Toledo?Why Toledo?”
“Because I like saying it and who goes to Toledo?You ever been there?”
“No.”
