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“This is it,” Victoria said when she led him along a short track.“Home, sweet home,” she added.

“It’s tiny,” Cam said in disapproval.

“Yep, but it’s all mine,” she retorted, then opened the door.

He followed her inside and glanced around.She’d swept the floor and he could see the remains of a fire in the fireplace.“At least you have windows,” he conceded.

“It beats sleeping under a log,” she joked.

He smiled in reaction and her gaze went to his mouth.It lingered there for a few seconds before she turned away.“Where do you want me to hang the clothesline?”he asked.

Victoria looked around at the clothing she’d hung from hooks.“From the highest hooks,” she requested.“I don’t want to strangle myself if I get up during the night.”

Camriel unraveled the thin rope and began stringing it from the hooks.He crisscrossed it from wall to wall several times, giving her plenty of line to hang her clothing from.Conscious of her watching his every move, he wished he’d shucked off his jacket first.He wanted her to admire his body.He knew his cambion was attracted to him.She’d barely been able to keep her eyes off him when he’d been naked in the lake.

His boa constrictor rose at the memory of her beautifully sculpted body.It was impossible to will his erection away.He turned his back so she wouldn’t see it.“There you go,” he said, finishing tying the knot to secure the line.Grace wouldn’t have been able to reach it, but Victoria wouldn’t have any problems.“I’m just a short walk away if you need me, Victoria,” he said, keeping his body angled away as he spoke to her.

“I know,” she said, watching him as he stepped over to the door.She waited for him to open it before she spoke again.“When did you want to go on our first date?”she asked.

Jubilance surged through him and he gave her a huge grin.“Tomorrow?”he suggested eagerly.

She shook her head and disappointment took over.“Give me a day to recover from my journey,” she requested.“I’ll come over the next afternoon at one o’clock to visit the girls.You can take me on a date afterwards.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” Camriel said, back to grinning happily again.He blew her a kiss and she rolled her eyes.Shutting the door, the knight practically floated back to the base.

“It went well this time?”Grace surmised excitedly when he returned, wearing a huge grin.

“I didn’t screw it up completely,” he confirmed.He’d stopped to splash cold lake water on his face before joining his friends.

“What did you do wrong this time?”Zoe asked.The trio were in one of the bedrooms in the south wing, putting furniture together.

“I let it slip that we can sense when females are fertile,” he admitted sheepishly.“Victoria thought I only wanted to bond with her to get her pregnant so we can increase our army.”

“You have no game when it comes to women,” Grace told him sadly.“Absolutely no game at all.”

He scowled, but he didn’t try to deny it.The romance books hadn’t been of much help so far, but he had plans for their first date.That reminded him of his mate’s plans.“Victoria is going to rest tomorrow, but she would like to visit you girls the next afternoon at one o’clock,” he said.“Then she said I could take her on our first date.”

“Nice one, brother,” Amaros said with a pleased smile.

“See, I havesomegame,” Cam said to Grace.

The teen held her thumb and finger a fraction apart.“Yeah, about this much,” she said with a smirk.

“We need to help you plan your date,” Zoe decided.

“So you don’t embarrass yourself horribly,” Grace added.

“I’ve got it covered,” Camriel said confidently.

Even Amaros was skeptical about his claim.“I can’t wait to hear this,” he said in anticipation, then drilled the next section of closet together while Zoe held it steady.

Cam helped Grace with the closet she was putting together and outlined his plan.“I was thinking of putting a picnic together,” he divulged.“I’ll fill a basket with snacks and a bottle of wine.I’ll take a blanket with us and drive to a nearby meadow.We can get to know each other while we watch the sun setting.”

“That sounds great, except for the part when the late afternoon storm sweeps through and you get pounded by hail,” Grace said.

“The storms are arriving later and later,” Camriel reminded her.“If it looks like one is coming early, I’ll drive her back here.”

“It’s a good plan,” Zoe conceded.“Just don’t mention anything about her fertility and you hopefully won’t stick your foot in your mouth again.”