Page 74 of Hiding Secrets

When I walked in on them, I couldn’t take my eyes off of the scene in front of me. Especially the flushed look on her face, her just-fucked swollen lips. Kameron on his knees between her thighs and Hunter’s freshly fucked cock. It was a literal dream.

But a dream isn’t real.

I had my head on straight and knew that, unlike Hunter and Kameron.

She didn’t want me, she wanted them. Which of course, she did. They were able to tell her all the things they felt, their hearts were open.

Mine was shut.

Elliott takes a sip of water, her eyes looking at me over the rim, and I roll my eyes, annoyed at how my body reacts.

I was pissed that my body knew she was beautifully breathtaking. I wanted no reaction to her, but biology was playing against me.

I finish off my plate and get ready to stand, but Kameron stands before I can.

“Dessert time!” He claps and then rubs his hands together.

“You made dessert?” I groan.

“Of course. I have to leave tonight. So, it's only right that I leave my sweets with something sweet.” He gives me a glare then turns to Hunter and Elliot, giving them a wink.

We all roll our eyes at the cheesiness that is Kameron Grant.

“Go get your secret dessert.” Hunter huffs.

“You all cooked, how is it a secret?”

“Correction, El and I cooked. Kameron was off in his own little world. He wouldn’t let us see what he was doing the whole time.” Hunter shrugs.

“All I know is there are strawberries involved.” Elliott grins.

“You weren’t supposed to look!” He snatches her chin in his hand and she gives him a mischievous smile.

“Kind of hard not to notice the mess you were making.”

“You sneaky woman.” He smiles down at her, kissing her nose before walking out of the room.

Hunter looks at me with a knowing smile, and we both say, “It’s a strawberry shortcake.”

Elliott looks at us, “How do you know?”

I chuckle into my hand, “Kameron always makes a strawberry shortcake. It’s the only recipe he learned from Mrs. Sinclair.”

“It’s the only one of her baking recipes he didn’t mess up.” Hunter adds with a low laugh, shaking his head.

Elliott’s eyes light up as she watches Hunter and I laugh. I drop my smile the moment I hear Kameron’s footsteps.

“Surprise!” He is all smiles, looking at Elliott with an oversized cake in his hands. “It’s a strawberry shortcake!” Elliott giggles and his shoulders sag a bit.

“I love strawberry shortcake.” She says, and his smile returns even wider than before.

“A large piece for you then.” He places the cake in the middle of the table. Hunter and I pick up the plates, taking them to the kitchen.

“We really care about her, you know.” Hunter says, spraying the plates really quick so they don’t harden while I grab some small plates and forks for the cake.

“Yeah, I can see that.”

“It’s not just a fuck. She isn’t like Bia–”

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