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Cameron grinned. “Okay.”
“Dirty flirt,” he muttered under his breath. The guy was temptation on legs, but Asher was determined to resist. “I’m not trying to get on Natalie’s bad side.”
“I wasn’t aware that she had any other side.”
“I’ve had thirty days to picture all the ways I want you, all the things I want to do to you. I want to make you squirm and moan. I want to hear you scream my name until you can’t scream anymore. I want this entire town to know exactly who is in your bed.”
“Fuck,” Cameron breathed, reaching down to press the heel of his palm against the obvious erection straining behind his zipper.
“So,” he continued, ignoring his own aching cock, “let me be a gentleman for just a little while longer.”
Cameron swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down his throat as he took a shaky step backwards. “Later…”
Asher wonder if his grin looked as predatory as it felt. “Later…you’re mine.”
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“Wow, I can’t believeyou actually made it.” Natalie stepped to the side, making room for them in the line outside the old courthouse.
Cameron didn’t know how to take that, so he glared at his sister and said nothing. He loved the haunted house. It was one of his favorite parts of the Fall Festival, and the community theater people always put on an amazing show. His heart just wasn’t in it this year.
“Did you doubt us?” Asher asked, smirking at Cameron’s crankiness.
“Absolutely.” Showered and changed into a pair of wide-legged, black pants and a matching sleeveless blouse, Natalie flicked her curls over her shoulder and grinned. “I’m glad to be wrong for once.”
Her good mood was infectious, and with Asher laughing right along beside her, it became impossible for Cameron to hold on to his temper. Thirty days had never passed so slowly before, but he didn’t regret it, even if the anticipation was making him crazy.
The line ahead of them shuffled forward as the attendant hustled the next group of six through the doors. Exactly six more people stood in front of them, which meant he, Asher, and Natalie would comprise the start of the following group. Trying to be inconspicuous, he glanced over his shoulder, wondering who would follow them into the courthouse.
“Hey, Cam.” A pair of big gray eyes, partially obscured by a mess of shaggy brown curls, stared back at him.
Cameron smiled. “Hi, Derek. Where’s Tyler?” He looked passed Derek, his smile faltering. Rarely did he ever see the two apart. “Is he not here?”
Clearing his throat, Derek looked away. “Uh, he had a date. They’re around here somewhere.”
Mentally sighing, Cameron offered what he hoped was a sympathetic nod. Everyone knew Derek Lang was half in love with his best friend, just like everyone knew the same could be said for Tyler. If Tyler would just get his head out of his ass and stop insisting he was straight, they’d be magic together. Not that he had anything against straight guys, but there was nothing platonic about the way those two looked at each other.
“Are you here alone, then?”
“Nope.” With a salacious grin, Nico appeared, seemingly from thin air, and wound his arm around Derek’s shoulders. “He’s with me.”
Rolling his eyes, Derek shrugged off Nico’s arm. “I am definitelynotwith him.”
“But you could be.” Nico laughed as he swayed sideways to bump their arms together. “Think about it.”
Cameron stared, his eyes darting back and forth between them. “What just happened?”
“Nothing,” Derek answered before Nico could say anything. “He’s just trying to make Riley jealous.”
“Riley Preston?” It hadn’t occurred to Cameron to keep his voice down until Nico glared. “Seriously? Tyler’sbaby brother?” he asked at a more conversational volume. “That’s who has you all bent out of shape?”
“He’s twenty-seven, not a baby, and I never said anything of the sort. It’s not like that.”
“Only because Riley won’t give him the time of day,” Natalie added, stepping up beside Cameron to nose her way into the conversation. “Isn’t that right, Nico?”
On the one hand—total shocker. On the other—no, still completely insane. No wonder Nico hadn’t wanted to tell him. Riley was a good guy, smart, handsome, charming, and he’d just moved back to town to open a new veterinarian clinic. Not that Nico wasn’t all those things, minus the vet part, but Cameron couldn’t picture the two of them together. Mostly, because he remembered what a dick Nico had been to Riley throughout high school.
“Who’s Riley?” Asher asked, sliding up behind Cameron and winding his arms around him. “I feel like I’m missing all the gossip.”
