Page 31 of Man Advantage

I glanced over my shoulder to make sure neither of the boys had snuck in, then flipped Cam off.

He snickered. “Hey, am I wrong?”

“You’re three months older than me.”

“Mmhmm, and I feel it at the gym sometimes, believe me.”

“Says the guy who’s making everyoneelsesore and miserable.”

“Hey.” Cam put up his hands. “Peoplepayme to do that. I’m not there to judge their masochism.”

“You’re just there to indulge your own sadism.”

He rocked his head from side to side in a gesture that was neither an admission nor a denial.

I laughed and rolled my eyes. “Eh, you’re just like the trainers my team hires. My strength trainer is—ugh, she ismean.”

“That bad, huh?”

“She’s the reason some gyms have escalators. It’s not because people are lazy—it’s because no one can walk up or down stairs after doing leg day with her.”

Cam barked a laugh. “Ah, she’sthattype!” He grinned. “A woman after my own heart.”

“Yeah, I bet.” I hoped the rush of warmth I got from his laugh and his grin didn’t actually turn my face red. God, he was so cute. And hot. And just… so perfectly Cam.

Do you have any idea how much I missed you?

Or how much I want you now that you’re?—

Noo, no. Not going down that train of thought. Calm the fuck down, Trevor.

I cleared my throat. “If you decide to look into any personal training gigs, I can get you in touch with the team staff. They’re always booked solid and turning away clients, so I’m sure they could refer people to you.”

At that, Cam offered a soft smile that made my head spin. “Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind. I, um…” He stared down at his hands for a moment, then shrugged as he returned his gaze to me. “I think taking a break from training might be good for me. Not forever—just enough to take a breather.”

I tilted my head. “I thought you liked it.”

“I did. Ido.” He sighed. “But my last gym got really toxic, especially after my ex started playing games. The way they all turned on me after he made those accusations?” Cam wrinkled his nose and shook his head. “It left a really bad taste in my mouth.”

“I bet. But do you want to get back into it?”

“Eventually, yeah. I love training people. I just… need to stay away for a little while and shake off everything that happened in Portland.”

“Makes sense to me.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, though—about getting in touch with the team’s staff.” He smiled. “Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.” I glanced at my phone and sighed. “It’s getting late. And I have to see the evil strength trainer in question tomorrow morning, so I better get some sleep.”

Cam chuckled. “Good idea.”

We took our water glasses into the kitchen, then headed upstairs. I peeked in on the boys; they were both sound asleep.

In the hallway in front of my bedroom door, Cam and I both paused, and when I turned to him…

Oh, God.

Why do I want to kiss you so bad?

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