Page 67 of I Loved You First

“I will. And don’t go saying anything to Melody. If Fi tells her about it, that’s up to her, but I don’t want it to seem like I ran to work to brag and fist-bump you or whatever.”

Ezra laughed. “Your secret’s safe with me. Just take care of yourself.”

“Got it.” He and Ezra exchanged the handshake they’d had since they were kids, ending the ritual with a bump to each other’s shoulders. “Now, let’s talk about work and forget about my sex life.”

Ezra walked back toward his truck. “Feel free to grab some tools and get dirty, Project Manager.”

Cam debated whether to take the bait and decided against it, choosing to stay clean because he planned to have plans later in the day.

Ezra certainly hadn’t been wrong in his observations. Nothing was simple between himself and Fi, but if their new arrangement was what she wanted, he would live with it. Because he intended to savor every second they had before she walked away again.

Fiona sat at the desk in her temporary office at Bennet & Sons, scanning her to-dos for Saturday evening’s Sweet Sixteen. She added checkmarks next to the flowers, cake, and food confirmations she’d taken care of while Brady had played with his train set earlier in the day.

Clicking to the next screen, she printed out the final list the two of them would need when they went supply shopping tomorrow afternoon.

Smiling as she sighed, she thought of the quiet morning she’d shared with Cam’s son—waffles and eggs that he’d helped her make for breakfast, watching a cartoon together, then partaking in another Lego project before she had to do a little work.

Before too much longer, Brady would head to day camp—the plan all along before his injury. But she would miss their special days together and her party planning helper’s infectious energy as they wandered through the stores. Luckily, she would have his assistance for one more event before she was on her own again—next weekend’s 50th anniversary dinner for the Smith family.

She looked up when she heard the front door open, smiling when Cam walked her way. Closing her laptop, she ignored the sudden rush of butterflies in her belly just from seeing him. His jeans, navy-blue T-shirt, and work boots accentuating all of his yumminess… “You’re back in town early.”

He nodded, stopping in her doorway. “Ezra and his crew finished the drywall, the brick boys did their thing, and the foundation for the sunroom was poured without any problems. That’s a wrap for today.”

She stood, not quite sure what to do when she wanted to throw her arms around him and give him a noisy kiss. That’s what she would have done six years ago, but that wasn’t who they were anymore. “You got my text that your mom picked up Brady for some Grammy and Brady time?”

He nodded, frowning a little. “I responded. I guess the text didn’t go through?”

She shook her head.

He leaned his weight against the doorframe. “My mom picking Brady up is certainly an unexpected surprise.”

She nodded. “I got the impression she was missing him.”

He smiled. “I called them on the way home. Apparently, they’re visiting Grampy for a while. Then they’re giving a homemade gluten-free pizza crust a try.”

“That sounds tasty.”

“Not really.”

She laughed.

He smiled again. “What are you up to?”

“I was making sure everything’s ready for the party on Saturday. A Sweet Sixteen. Brady will be excited that we get to blow up more balloons tomorrow. And these balloons will have purple glitter inside.”

“That sounds right up his alley,” he said as he closed the distance between them, hesitating before he settled his hands on her hips. “Are there any regrets about last night?”

She and Cam had officially crossed a line they couldn’t uncross. And she wasn’t sorry. Being with Cam again had felt exactly right. “Nope.”

“Good,” he said as he pressed kisses along her jaw. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

She closed her eyes as she slid her hands up his arms, treasuring the feel of him—the familiar scent of his skin—and his voice. “I’ve been thinking about you, too.”

Then he captured her lips in a hungry kiss.

Locking her arms around him, she hummed in her throat, getting lost in Cam.

It wasn’t long before his hands moved to her tank top, sliding his palms over her breasts, teasing her with his thumbs.