Page 76 of The Forever Vault

Cam: I’m done with the vault. I have like 15 minutes until my next event.

Luke: Just realized Austin’s not here.

Luke: Same with Erika.

Cam: They’re on their way. So says Orion.

Cam: Something about false labor.

Luke: Jesus. If it’s already that far along…

Cam: I know. It’s going to be soon.

Sure enough, not ten minutes later, I spotted Austin’s wavy brown hair coming into the arena near the bottom of the stairs, though he stopped and turned to wait. My assumption that it was for Erika was correct. And Isaak too. That’s a surprise.

Both men offered their hands to help her up the stairs, and within a few minutes, they had found their place in the empty seats in the row in front of us…along with the tall, muscular, blond guy that came up in front of them.

Before they sat down, Heather gushed over Erika’s belly for a few seconds and Erika gave both her and I a quick hug.

As soon as she sat, Erika let out a loud breath and Isaak immediately handed her a bottle of water from the small backpack he had.

“Did I miss him?” Austin turned to ask me, before scanning the floor to find the team.

“You missed him on the rings, but that’s it. He still has his other two left.”

“I’m sorry, Austin.” Erika leaned into his bicep.

“You don’t have to keep apologizing. Trust me, O gets it. Your baby is important to us.”

I tapped Austin on the shoulder, drawing a look from the bearded Thor look-alike. “Who’s the Norse God? He with you?”

Austin looked confused for half a second until I motioned with my chin at the behemoth next to him.

“Oh, that’s Remy,” he answered, then whispered, “My bodyguard.”

I leaned closer. “Is there another threat?”

Austin shook his head. “Same one.”

“I thought he was-”

“Parole,” Erika said over her shoulder.

Austin nodded in agreement, his mouth in a tight line.

“Fuck!” I glanced at Heather, thankful she hadn't heard me. “What shitty timing. I’m sorry you have to even think about that again.” Our heads were leaned towards each other conspiratorially. I didn’t think our voices would carry far due to the ambient noise of the arena.

“It is what it is. We’re dealing with it,” Austin said.

“I’m guessing O is-”

“Focusing on the Olympics, like I told him to.”

“Not what I was going to say, Austin.”

“Oh, I know what you were going to say. His protective instincts went into overdrive. Remy was the compromise.”

Remy looked my way again, but I could only imagine what O wanted to do to protect Austin. In the same situation, I would do anything for Cam. Thankfully, neither of us had ever had a stalker before.