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I laughed. “Is that a pickup line?”
“Possibly.”
“Gotta admit, I’ve never heard that one.”
“Ever driven a plow before?”
“No,” I said. “Can’t say that I have.”
“It’s a little complicated,” said Camden. “One wrong turn and we could end up in a snowbank.”
“I see.”
“We could get stuck on the other side of the property, half in a ditch,” he continued. “Sitting in that big empty cab together, with the heat blasting over our faces.”
I curled into him, letting my hands fold themselves comfortingly over his massive upper arm. He flexed a little, probably for my benefit. I loved every second of it.
“So we’ll be stuck in the cab, huh?” I asked.
“It could happen, yeah.”
I mock-gasped. “Whatever will we do?”
Camden shrugged. By now his smile was so big it melted my heart.
“We’d have to survive,” he said. “Do something drastic to keep warm.”
“We couldn’t just call for help?” I teased.
He shook his head. “Phones might not work. Service might be spotty from the other end of the courtyard.”
I sighed dramatically. “It is a big courtyard,” I agreed. “Why, we could be stuck out there for a whole fifteen minutes!”
Camden turned into me, leaning in so close our lips were brushing.
“I can do a lot in fifteen minutes.”
“I’ll bet.”
My heart started beating faster, all on its own. He looked positively yummy in his dress outfit. Just like the others.
“Just don’t do too much damage,” I grinned. “Remember, we’re all celebrating later.”
“Of course. Who’s hosting again?”
“Me, this time around,” I replied. “It was supposed to be Bryce’s turn, but his room doesn’t have a fireplace.”
“Ah.”
“And when it snows like this?” I pointed upward. “Nothing beats being taken by the three of you in front of a nice, roaring fire.”
We kissed deeply, in the forgotten corner of the lobby. We could’ve been two strangers, or two random lovers enjoying a moment. But the four of us were far, far more than that.
“Let me go endure a few of Roderick’s speech changes,” I said eventually. “Shouldn’t take more than a couple of minutes. While I’m doing that—”
“I’ll bring the plow around,” Camden grinned.
I practically skipped my way back to the front desk. I had three beautiful self-employed fiancés. A gorgeous historic manorhouse-turned-venue, upon which the four of us would build even further success. Tonight would go swimmingly, of course. The dinner party would be amazing, as would Roderick’s speech. On the tour, he and Bryce would lead our guests on a spectacular journey back in time. As for me, Camden and I would be, well, plowing something. And afterward…
