Page 11 of Floored By Love

Cam nodded, then made eye contact with me. He must’ve noticed what I was wearing because his face reddened, and he mumbled something to Colton and handed it back to me.

“Thanks,” I said.

“What is that?” O asked.

I turned away from Cam and Colton to answer, “My lucky charm,” and then shoved it in my locker before stripping. I grabbed a towel and headed to the showers.

I tried to ignore the moment I knew was coming, but soon enough, it was there. Cam, wearing nothing but a towel, walking towards me. If he was a ten before, he was an eleven now. He had added muscle to every visible part of his body, and I wanted to be the one to check the other places, too.

He wasn’t one to cover up in the locker room, so I found it curious that he was wearing a towel. Alex was the only shy one on the team. Colton, as usual, was on full display, and while he was impressive, seeing him next to Cam, there was no comparison. Colton was taller, and that was it.

I imagined I could see the muscles of Cam’s ass through the towel clinging to it. The slight lump in the front where I knew what the towel was hiding. I couldn’t help but wet my lips at the thought of-

“Psst,” I heard to my left.

I looked over and O was looking at me, quizzically. “Did you hear me?”

“Uh...no, sorry. What?”

“If you can get permission to come out today, any place you want to see?”

Spending my parents’ money would probably be a pleasant distraction, and I had done some research already. “Oxford Street and Soho?”

“Let me guess, gays and shopping?” he asked.

“Flip it and you got it,” I smiled.

“Works for me,” O said, then he leaned over and whispered, “I think you may have some drool still right there,” gesturing to my chin.

“Cut it out, wise-ass,” I said, shoving his hand away.

“So, where we goin’?” Colton asked.

“Oxford Street and Soho,” O answered.

“Sounds very British.” Colton laughed at his own comment.

God, this is awkward.

After showering, I headed to my locker to dry off and get dressed. I’d have to return to the hotel since I didn’t bring any street clothes, and I was afraid if I did that, Cassandra wouldn’t let me come back. But I didn’t want to walk around London in sweats and a hoodie either. I pulled on my clothes and practically bolted out of the locker room to go find her to ask.

I didn’t have to go far. She was waiting for me.

“Ready to go, Lucas?”

“Actually, I had a question for you.” I saw her eyebrows rise. “The team was going to do some sightseeing this afternoon. I was hoping I could go with them.”

“Is Camden going?”

“Yeah, he’s part of the team.” I saw the sour look on her face. “Look, you can’t keep me locked away forever. It’s a team thing. The other guys will all be there.”

I could practically see the ‘No’ forming when she said, “Get Orion out here. I’ll have a talk with him.”

“Orion?” I asked, surprised.

“Yes, Lucas. Your friend and teammate, Orion.”

I walked back into the locker room to get him.