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Colt had barely gotten off the deck before Tate cleared his throat loudly to get my attention.
“Excuse me, what was that? Is he joining you for the group-play thing tonight?”
Case in point. All rational thought left the head of a brat when he saw two Tops flirt or get remotely close.
“That’s for me to know,” I said.
* * *
While the monitors for the Game finished the final touches, Colt and Greer assembled our forces that would eventually show the shit-stirrers who was boss.
They didn’t stand a fucking chance. We’d recruited Reese, Dean, Walker, and Santiago to join our cause, and it helped that we all had subbie partners who were vocal about enjoying watching their Tops with other Tops. That way, we didn’t have to worry about limits for our little operation.
“The event begins in fifteen minutes!” Reese yelled across the backyard. “Everyone who’s participatin’, please go to the pool area! Those here to enjoy the show, stay on the deck or have a seat on one of the porches.” He gestured at our cabins along the side.
That was where I’d brought Cam. He’d fetched cushions for our little sofa set, and I’d grabbed us beverages and a bowl of Easter candy.
As much as I loved engaging in events with Noa, I was a fan of our switcheroo today. Lucian would get to flex his Sadist fingers, and I’d get some cuddle time with Cam, who’d even changed into jammies for my sake.
“It feels so darn good in the sun!” Cam dove for the sofa and fanned out a big blanket.
I smiled at his littleisms emerging and planted my feet on the floorboards, then gripped the armrests of my wheelchair.
“Oh—I’ll help you, Sir.” Cam scurried off the couch to offer me a hand, and I nodded in thanks and pulled myself up.
“Thank you, baby,” I grunted. “Did you give Archie that dough thing?”
“The sourdough starter—yes.” He smiled.
Right. Sourdough starter. A chunk of bubbly dough that lived in our fridge or occasionally in the kitchen window.
In the corner of my eye, I caught Reese and Walker heading toward me, so I pressed a kiss to Cam’s temple and told him to sit down again. Then I grabbed my cane from the chair and stepped over to the edge of our little porch.
“We have a slight situation,” Reese said.
“It’s not a situation,” Walker disagreed.
Reese threw him a look. “Buddy, I don’t know what strategies you picked up in Boston, but in Mclean, we pride ourselves in keeping the drama down.”
I lifted my brows.
Walker sighed and faced me while adjusting his cuff links. “We were trying to figure out the brats’ angle for a potential prank. More accurately, we were trying to pin down the location they didn’t want us in earlier when Macklin acted out.”
I nodded, with him so far. “Greer and I figured it was the office, mostly based on…where else would it be? In the office, they have access to the admin pages of the online community. They can replace the header with one that says House Mclean or—fuck if I know. It’s probably bigger than that if Macklin’s willing to face Colt’s paddle.”
Reese nodded with a dip of his chin. “That’s what we were thinking too. But instead of a prank on the forum, we’re theorizing it could be about the cruise. Shay and Macklin know I’m handling everything about our trip on that computer—and I’m comfortable, okay? I don’t always log out. Besides, Shay knows the passwords anyway. Macklin knows some of them too. All founders do.”
“All right, the cruise would be a good target,” I agreed. “Is that the drama situation?”
Reese and Walker exchanged a look.
“It could be,” Reese answered. “The other day, Walker and River had lunch, and they came up with the brilliant idea of inviting Ash on the cruise.”
I frowned. Clearly, Reese didn’t think it was a brilliant idea, but why? We loved Ash. It sucked that he’d left our community when he’d separated from Nathan, who had never been that close to any of us. Mainly because he had his own group of friends in our Shibari crowd. Although, lately, Nathan had joined us more and more. He was one of the monitors for today’s event. He was actually really nice.
“And how’s that a problem?” I asked, noticing Shay and Macklin were watching us from the pool. “If Ash is coming back, I’m all for it. By the way, Shay and Mack are watching us and trying to be subtle about it.”
“And cue laughter,” Reese said.
