Page 63 of Floored By Love

“Presumptuous much, Lucas Rivera? I was going to say I’m sure you’ll have time to talk to Cam sooner or later.”

“I’m hoping for sooner. Like yesterday.”

“Well, what’s stopping you?”

“Cassandra? Fate? Horrible timing?” I tried to laugh, but it was frustrating.

“You don’t think it could upset him and mess with his head?”

“Honestly, no. I mean, he’s already won two silver medals. And I just have a feeling. You saw his reaction in the gym.”

“Oh, so a hard dick means that someone likes you?”

Alex found us lagging. “Are you guys coming? You’re missing the Van Gogh!”

“It’s not going anywhere, is it?” I asked.

Alex rolled his eyes and waved us toward him.

“I thought museums had a lot of nudes,” O wondered out loud next to me. The woman next to us gave us an annoyed look, but the teenager with her smirked.

“You guys are so cliché!” Alex lamented.

“What? Sure the sunflowers are pretty, but they just don’t speak to me.”

“O needs more skin than that. Any statues? They always have nice butts.”

“Nope, no statues. We’d have to go to the British Museum for those. I think they have some Botticellis here though.”

“Body-whaties?” I asked.

“Sandro Botticelli. He’s a painter.”

“And he painted butts?”

“Possibly, but would male nipples suffice?” Alex asked. “He painted a lot of mythological stuff.”

“Nipples will work,” O said.

“I agree. And you’ve seen my tattoo, right?” I asked, lifting my shirt. “Kind of a fan.”

I smirked as I watched a man dressed in a shirt and tie distracted by my revealed torso stumble into someone else.

We saw more than enough nipples and what seemed like the museum’s entire collection. Alex was an enthusiastic museum-goer for a poli sci major. He explained his mother was an art teacher, so he grew up going to a lot of museums. Having never been to London, there were quite a few on his list that he wanted to see.

It was already getting dark and a lot later than I thought it would be when we left the museum. I hadn’t received a summons from Cassandra, so I suggested we get some dinner and go find some gay bars. I saw Alex’s eyes widen.

“Is that okay, Alex?”

“Yeah, totally. I can handle two nights in a row. It’s not any worse than your locker room banter, anyway. And I got hit on last night, so that was a bonus.”

16

Camden

“That was so good,” Colton said as we exited the theater.

“I’m still shocked you were able to find tickets.”