Page 111 of The Forever Vault

“Liar. What’s up?”

“Just thinking.”

“About how it should be you?”

“Why aren't you going into therapy again? You’re perceptive as shit.”

“Nah. I’ve just known you a long time, bro.”

“I know what you’re gonna say. I’ll be fine.”

“No harm in having feelings. What happened still sucks.” Ty put his arm around me. “Don’t get hard now, or Declan will beat you up.”

“Declan would not beat me up, and I was hard the moment you swam up.”

Ty splashed me as he pushed me away.

“You guys about ready for some food?” Declan asked, ending our splash fight with his formidable shadow.

“Are you on the menu?” Ty asked.

I made a barfing sound and was rewarded with another splash. Wiping the water from my eyes, I answered, “I could eat, Declan. Where are you taking us, and are we leaving Ezra with his new friends?”

Declan gave them a glance. I knew he and Zeph rubbed each other the wrong way, so I was surprised when he was okay if they came with us.

I was even more surprised when Zeph behaved at lunch. In the past, he and Dec went at it like two alphas sparring for control of who knew what. It was mostly posturing, but it felt like there was a heat behind it.

I found out after lunch, from Ezra, that Brody had agreed to meet with Zeph and Colton tonight on the condition that Ezra watched them. It explained why Zeph was well behaved. In a few more hours, the muscled duo would plunder the last non-double-teamed-by-them member of the Corbin Fisher group. Another notch in their fuck-belts of conquest, though I wasn’t sure when they ticked jock number five off their list.

Don’t get me wrong. I understood the desire. If Cam weren’t an Olympian, he could easily have his own OnlyFans, and if not that, Corbin Fisher would be a natural fit. All of those guys were my type, and Cam was the definition of all-American boy-next-door.

* * *

I spent the rest of the afternoon helping Ty gather his things. With Declan here, the hotel room would be mine again.

Luke: Want to sleep at my place tonight?

As much as I loved being close to Cam, a twin bed made from recycled materials wasn’t the best place to get a good night’s sleep.

“You staying near the venue?” I asked both of them.

“Not yet,” Declan answered.

“Really?” Ty seemed surprised.

“Yeah, I’ve got a little surprise for you. A nice private Airbnb for a few days before all the official stuff starts and our families get here.”

“Well, damn. That is a nice surprise.”

Cam: Hmmm…I think that would be nice.

Luke: Likely a fuckfest going on next door tonight.

Cam: Is that an invitation or a warning?

Luke: A warning…

Cam: I was kidding. We can put on the rain machine.