TOLD YOU. Call me later!!!
The drive home was short. When we pulled into my driveway, they walked me to my front door.
“We’ll see you in two weeks, Cami,” Majesty said.
“Two weeks,” I confirmed, unlocking my door.
“And, Cami?” Lex spoke.
I turned back toward them.
“Thank you for saying yes,” he said.
“You’re welcome.” I exhaled. I stepped inside and closed the door, leaning against it.
My phone buzzed a few minutes later.
Majesty:
Tonight was great. Sleep well.
Lex:
Looking forward to seeing you at the Ranch.
Me:
Same. I enjoyed myself as well.
I smiled at the screen, my nerves replaced by something that felt dangerously close to anticipation. I knew it hadn’t been a date, but it felt close to it. It had been fun. I’d learned so much about both of them. Neither of them had tried anything, but that didn’t remove the pull toward them. I exhaled and went to the kitchen where I pulled out the cheesecake that I’d made. I cut myself a slice, warmed some hot cocoa, and sat on the couch to enjoy it. I turned on a movie and tried to get lost in it, but my mind kept going back to the two men I’d just shared the night with.
It was going to be an interesting two weeks. Had to be if they were feeling anything like I was. That was worth looking forward to.
Chapter Three
Cami
I was through eating twenty minutes later when my doorbell rang. My heart jumped. I set down my mug and checked the peephole. Majesty and Lex stood on my porch again, and Majesty was holding my black leather clutch. Oh no. I’d been so caught up in the moment, so distracted by how well the evening had gone, that I’d completely forgotten it in their car.
I opened the door, embarrassment heating my cheeks. “I’m so sorry. I took my keys out and must’ve set it back down.”
“Don’t apologize,” Majesty said, handing it over with an easy smile. “Happens to everyone. We didn’t realize it until we were almost back to the hotel.”
“You drove all the way back?”
“Of course,” Lex said, his dark eyes steady on mine. “We weren’t going to make you wait until tomorrow to get it back.”
I clutched the purse to my chest, suddenly very aware that I was still in my dinner outfit and they were standing on my porch and the night felt unfinished somehow. “Thank you. Really. You didn’t have to do that.”
“We wanted to,” Majesty said, and there was something warm and genuine in his tone that made my chest tighten.
A moment passed. Neither of them moved to leave. I could tell from the way they lingered they were in no hurry to leave. I didn’t want them to either.
“I was just having some cheesecake and hot cocoa,” I heard myself say. “If you want to come in for a bit? I mean, you drove all this way back.”
Majesty’s smile widened. “Homemade cheesecake?”
“With cherry sauce and Golden Oreo crumbs,” I confirmed.
