Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Cam shrugged one shoulder. “No, we just haven’t had the opportunity for a repeat.”
“But you’d like to,” Nolan guessed.
Cam turned his dark brown eyes toward Nolan. “Absolutely. I had a good time. I assume she did, too.” His brow furrowed as he seemed to consider his own words.
“Did you want to head over there to remind her that you exist?” Nolan teased. “I can be your wing man.”
Cam’s eyes flicked back to the instructor, now sitting cross-legged at the front of the group while the rest of the class was sprawled out on their mats on their backs.
Were they sleeping? Weird.
Nolan knew nothing about yoga. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to learn anything about it, either.
“I can introduce you, if you’d like. It looks like they’re just finishing up.”
“By taking a nap?”
Cam chuckled. “It’s called…shit, it had some weird name, but basically it’s the Corpse pose and ends a session.”
“Are you saying yoga is so intense that you die at the end?” Nolan joked.
“Basically. From a distance, most poses look easy, but holding those poses is more difficult than you think. You also need good balance.”
“You’ve tried it?”
“Once.”
“So you could hook up with the instructor?” Nolan guessed.
A smile crossed Cam’s face. “You know me too well.”
Not as well as he wanted to know him, unfortunately.
Cam tipped his head toward the group, now slowly rising from the ground and rolling up their mats. “C’mon, let’s go say hello.”
“I guess the sex must have been good for you to head in that direction instead of running away and hiding.”
Cam’s dark eyes flicked to him as they walked toward Nirvana. “Definitely. I like that she’s independent and she’s…”
“She’s?” Nolan prodded. “She’s what?”
“Gorgeous.”
It was obvious that wasn’t what Cam was originally going to say. Now Nolan was curious about the woman. Did she have some kind of crazy kink? Did Cam?
What was Nolan’s longtime friend into? What secrets had he been hiding? Whatever it was, he couldn’t hold it against Cam since Nolan was holding on to a secret himself.
When they got to the redhead, she had just finished collecting the rolled-up mats and was setting them on a wheeled cart as her class wandered away. All looking very relaxed, of course.
Her smile was huge and her blue eyes sparkled like topaz gems when she straightened and spotted Cam. “Hey, stranger.”
“Hey,” Cam returned the greeting. “Sorry, didn’t mean to be a stranger.” He turned to Nolan. “Hope, this is Nolan Young, I worked with him at PSP. Nolan, this is Hope Reed, she’s the resident yoga instructor.”
“Wow, it has to be illegal for two men as handsome as you both to be in the same spot. That’s not fair to the rest of the men.”
Nolan chuckled and tried not to be obvious about checking her out in her tight yoga pants and sports bra as he extended his hand. The woman was certainly in shape. “Hello, Hope. Nice to meet you.”
Hope placed her hand in his and shot him a warm, welcoming smile. “Nice to meet you, Nolan. Are you still a trooper?”
Nolan shook his head. “No, I recently retired. That’s given me some time to come up here and check out Cam’s new gig.”
“He’s popular around here,” Hope said with laughter in her voice. She winked at Cam.
No way. Cam didn’t just blush, did he? He must really like this woman.
That sucked for Nolan because, of course, the two people he could see himself having sex with were already interested in each other.
He didn’t want to cause any drama between himself and Cam. Especially not over a woman. Luckily, he still had four more nights to find someone else. He might even find someone tonight at the event, whether he participated in the key exchange or not.
“How long are you here, Nolan?” Hope asked him.
“Four more nights.”
“Nice. Did Cam give you the nickel tour?”
“He did. This place is certainly impressive.”
“Did anything catch your attention?”
Nolan wasn’t sure how to answer that weighted question.
“Do you plan on coming to the mixer tonight?” Cam asked her, saving Nolan from answering.
“I wasn’t invited,” she answered.
“You don’t need an official invite. You know you’re a part of the Double D family.”
One of her dark red eyebrows lifted. “Are you going?”
“Yes. I figured Nolan would enjoy it.”
“How about you?” Hope asked Cam.
He tipped his head as he regarded her. “I will if you’re there.”
Oh yeah, Nolan’s friend was definitely interested in the yoga instructor.
“You should come,” Cam insisted. “It won’t be the same without you.”
Now it was Hope’s turn to have pink cheeks. “I don’t have any plans tonight so maybe I’ll stop by. Is it themed?”
“Flashback to the 70s. They’re even going to have an optional key party.”
Hope squinted at Cam. “Key party?”
“It was popular with swingers back in the day. You throw your keys into a bowl, then you hookup with the person whose key you pulled. They’re going to use the keycards from the rooms instead of actual keys,” Cam explained.