Page 36 of End Game

Now that she’s this close, I definitely notice that she smells like sex. While it changes nothing, it does solidify the reality of what happened last night.

Probably multiple times.

The other three are talking, not really paying us any attention.

“I’m off the next two days,” I tell her quietly. “You think you might give me one of those nights?”

I frame the question as a partial joke, but it’s not.

Her palm finds my jaw, and she turns me until I’m facing her. She looks like she is going to say something, but then she just kisses me.

It’s not a kiss meant for public either. It is a full-fledged, tongues-tangling, hungry kiss. I melt into it. It’s as if she knew this was exactly what I needed. Not just her attention, but public attention, reassuring attention.

She breaks the kiss and trails kisses along my jaw until her breath is brushing my ear.

“I would love to spend the next couple of nights and days with you,” she whispers against my skin.

Pulling back so I can see her eyes, I study her again, and then press a kiss to her forehead. “I love you, Cami.”

“I know,” she says flippantly with a shrug and a hair flip.

Shaking my head, I roll my eyes again, but I do smile.

She looks at me a little more seriously. “You’re okay?”

“I am. I think it’s possible I won’t always be okay with… everything, but this morning? I’m okay.”

Her brows furrow like she’s trying to make sense of my words. “Meaning?”

I look at Ronan, who is definitely looking at us, and direct my answer to both of them. “Meaning, there’s no jealousy today, and there wasn’t last night, but that doesn’t mean there never will be.”

Dex, ever the comedian, pipes in. “So no green monster from Griffin, today?”

“No, not today, Dex.”

“Good, we can mark that in the pros column of polycule building.”

Then because he apparently can’t just leave it. “So, we’re all home now.” He waggles his eyebrows. “Let’s just break in the whole damn thing and all five of us can take a trip to the basement.”

Cami fights the laugh, but then seriously answers him. “Not today, Dex. Maybe, eventually, but not today.”

I hate that the maybe is because of me.

“Eventually,” I say, needing them to know I’m not saying no to the whole thing.

Ronan looks between us, contemplating something, then says, “You know, none of us have to participate in anything for this to work.”

“Yeah, Griff,” Micah adds. “Don’t feel like it’s a requirement.”

Cami squeezes my thigh, and while they’re trying to do the opposite, I feel more like the odd man out for their words.

“I mean it.” I make a point of looking at Cami first and then the rest of them. “Eventually.” I pause, taking a sip of my coffee. “But not today.”

Ronan and I share a look, then we both seem to understand.

He and I need to talk, and we both know it and are okay with it.

Eventually, we make it to the dining table and start eating breakfast.