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“Are you sure you have me?” I whisper.
“Relax. I’ve got this.”
“Don’t be too cocky.”
He lowers me to his chest, and I close my eyes as he pushes me back up.
“Double or nothing, you can’t do it again,” Wilbur shouts.
“It’s enough, Cam,” I say, but I’m already being lowered. “He’s a ninety-year-old man. You don’t have to prove anything to him.”
“Maybe I just like having you in my hands.” He laughs, and after he pushes me back up, he bends his body so my feet land on the floor. He sits up and holds up his hands. “Any other challenges?”
Wilbur starts paying out people, ignoring Cam.
“We’re always getting off track at these events.” LeeAnn shakes her head. “Everyone, go back to a station and wait for instruction.”
They all move slowly in silence. Meanwhile, all I can do is stare at Cam because it’s sexy as hell that he just bench-pressed me.
“He’s a keeper.” Olive nudges me with her elbow.
“Oh, we’re not…”
Her eyes widen. “Why the hell not? You’re young, he’s young. Take it from an old lady. Get it while you can. These men are a lot of talk, but that age…” She nods at Cam. “All that testosterone.” She’s staring at Cam as if he’s her favorite dessert and she’s been on a lifetime diet.
I don’t say anything, stepping away while she gawks at him.
“We should have a wet T-shirt contest next.” Earl waggles his eyebrows at me.
“I think we need some fresh air. Let’s go for a walk around the pond,” LeeAnn announces.
They all groan like a bunch of elementary kids finding out it’s indoor recess because it’s raining.
We file out and it’s still a nice day. The sun is low in the sky but still shining. Cam is intently talking to one of the more attentive men who generally seem interested in learning how to be more in shape.
“Careful of the ducks. They’re territorial,” LeeAnn reminds everyone.
We’re walking on the path around the lake and I’m pushing a nice woman in a wheelchair. Everyone is talking about the weather and how soon we’ll be inside for the winter. I wonder whether Cam will still be living with me during the winter months. If he does, we’ll be spending a lot more time together. And that scares me because I’ve seen a different version of him recently.
A duck squawks at Cam as he passes the family, and he looks back. The duck squawks again and steps out of the small brush by the pond onto the track area. Cam walks a little faster.
“Cherish that body,” Rita distracts me. “One day, you’re going to look in the mirror and wonder what happened.”
I smile at her. “I think you’re beautiful.”
The duck is now on the track and following Cam, who is almost jogging, leaving behind the man he was walking with. “Um… LeeAnn?”
“Just keep walking. They’ll turn around soon.”
But the duck isn’t turning around, only moving faster. Cam’s legs transition into a jog.
“It’s just a duck, don’t be a wuss!” Wilbur screams. “Face him like a man.”
“No, no. We don’t want anything to happen to the duck.” LeeAnn’s tone turns frantic.
“Can someone do something?” Cam shouts.
“Back in my day, we’d have that duck by the neck,” Wilbur says to the group of goons who follow him.
