Aiden leans in. “I did not want to come.”
“Yet you’re here.” I smile at him. He left the box of cookies at the bakery.
The front door opens and Cam steps out. He’s insanely huge.
Which makes the pout that springs to his lips funnier as he watches his boyfriend check out Hunter.
After he tightens Noah’s wheel back on, Hunter lifts the hood. “Noah, when’s the last time you changed your oil?”
“It doesn’t take oil. It takes gas,” Noah shouts.
His fingers scratch through his beard. “Fucking help me,” he murmurs, pulling out the dipstick and checking the oil. I don’t know much about cars, but I do know that oil shouldn’t look like black sludge. “Oh good Noah.” He holds out the dipstick. “Nice and thick.”
“Just how I like em.” Noah shouts.
Hunter closes his eyes for a moment then opens them wiping his hands on his coveralls. Cam walks over to us, and his eyes go to Aiden with a smile.
“Fuck,” Aiden whispers.
“Hey, man.” Cam goes to gather Aiden into a hug, which he sidesteps instantly. “One of these days you’re going to hug me and it’s going to be magical.”
“I’d rather pluck my fingernails off one by one.”
I look between them. “You two know each other?”
“We’re friends.” Cam nods.
“We’re not friends.” Aiden shakes his head. “I work out at his gym.”
“Don’t downplay our relationship. He loves me.”
Aiden rolls his eyes.
Cam looks back at Bowen then peels off his shirt. Cam’s solid broad chest is impossible to ignore. The deep umber of his skin tone glimmers in the sun.
Cam looks back, rolling his shoulders, and his muscles tighten with the movement. “You need help?” Cam asks Hunter.
Hunter freezes slowly, turning his head to Cam. “No.”
“You sure?” Cam looks back, stretching his arms over his head and then subtly flexing his arms. “I can help.”
Hunter screws on a cap, shaking his head. “What do you know about cars, Cam? How would you like to assist me? By all means, help me out.”
Cam’s lips purse. “Look, my boyfriend is checking you out in your slutty little overalls. Can you be a little less scrumptious? I would appreciate it.” Cam glares.
“Ah yes, because I’ve been in love with you for decades only to be swept away by my good friend’s boyfriend.” Bo nods. “Watch out, Mark.”
“I’m shaking,” Mark says flatly with his attention on his game.
Cam pouts. “Our boyfriends are mean.”
“Cam, you have the biggest muscles of anyone I know. Relax. I’ll deal with the oil later.” Hunter moves Cam away from the car, shutting the hood. “Now, who wants to help me shower?”
Noah and Bo stand up with their hands raised, and a pleased smirk spreads on Hunter’s lips as he grins at Cam.
“I thought you were the nice one,” Cam grumbles.
The door opens and Jamie steps out, looking at Hunter and then at his boyfriend, shaking his head as he steps down the stairs between Noah and Bo and walks up to us.
