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“No, not at all.” Lucian shook his head. “I’m only fascinated by how others make things work for them. Cam and I probably have the most clear-cut limits.” No lie. They were monogamous, not counting what we shared as a foursome. “KC and Noa are a different matter.”
“But I’ve noticed that too.” I nodded at Colt. “The lack of interest these days—or how it’s shifted, rather. When it comes to bottoms, it’s more about who I wanna see Noa with. And Cam.” I put a hand on Lucian’s arm. “Sorry, but I do drag him into my fantasies with others.”
“As long as it stays at that,” Lucian chuckled.
Colt lifted his brows. “Our problem is that Macklin knows all this. We didn’t sway him for shit at the playtime after the event. He paid attention to how Greer and I didn’t get too close to others, how Kingsley stuck to KC, and Ty was only there for Walker and their boys.”
Very true.
I scrubbed a hand over my jaw, wondering what other card we could play. Frankly, we weren’t used to Macklin being on the brats’ side.
Timing wasn’t on our side either. We had less than twenty-four hours in Fort Lauderdale before we boarded the ship for a week in the sun, and we had almost nothing to go on. We had suspects but no clues.
* * *
“What do you think about that spot over there?” I pointed at a random wall in the dining room, and Noa looked so I could steal a few of his fries.
I’d finished mine.
“What spot?”
I chewed and reached for my ice water. “I guess it disappeared.”
He whipped his head around, eyes filled with suspicion. He looked at Lucian and Cam, both amused, then at his plate.
“Daddy! Did you steal my fries again?”
“Why would I do that?” I retorted.
He huffed and gave me a look, all while he took another bite of his burger that was sort of falling apart. He couldn’t sit still, so he had lettuce and onion flying every time he made a jerky movement.
Feeling particularly hungry tonight, I started raiding the extra sides Cam had ordered. Onion rings, mozzarella sticks, and chicken fingers.
Cam finished his burger and wiped his mouth with a napkin. “May I just say this is an odd way to celebrate that Master’s blood pressure has come down a bit?”
I chuckled.
“Not odd. Wonderful.” Lucian spoke with his mouth full. He was classy that way.
Noa scrunched his face in confusion. “I thought we got takeout so we wouldn’t have dirty dishes.”
“I was making a joke,” Cam replied.
“Oh.” Noa swallowed what was in his mouth. “Be funnier.”
“Be nice,” I told him pointedly.
Cam snickered. “He’s just mad I changed my ringtone for him. I saved a snippet from the tickling video where Noa’s laughing so hard he’s screaming and choking.”
“I’d like to see you do better!” Noa yelled.
“That’s enough from both of you,” Lucian ordered. “Let me enjoy this cheesy goodness in peace.”
To be fair, the video was hilarious, and it was currently raking in comments from fellow community members.
Now we only had one more task to complete from Noa’s notes. The wet-sex scene. I was looking forward to that a whole fucking lot.
Noa’s phone buzzed on the table, and I made a face as he got mayo on the screen when he unlocked it.
