Sexual Games [The Heroes of Silver Springs 8] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free PDF Page A

nonchalant shoulder. “Most people do.”
    Cameron eased his hand from Thaddeus’s grip and broke eye contact because, holy cow , the swirls in the man’s eyes were telling him he would far more prefer to be called honey or baby over Thad any day of the week. And, yes, that was one other thing he knew about this man besides his name. Thaddeus Carter was openly, undeniably gay and, if that even glide in his rich, deep baritone was any indication, he was openly and undeniably flirting with Cameron.
    You started flirting with him first, dumb shit.
    “You must be Terri.” He turned his attention to the woman, needing a distraction before he did something crazy like back Thaddeus against the wall, capture his way-too-kissable lips, and send both their hormones flying to get-it-on-ville. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph . He hadn’t had this kind of reaction to a man since meeting Adrien. Even then, he’d been able to control the intense lust coursing through his system. So much so, he’d kept Adrien wondering for well over a year if Cameron even swung to his side of the plate.
    “Yep.” Terri gave him a smile and a quick nod that had her ringlets bouncing.
    Cameron shook her hand and didn’t feel more than an ounce of desire wind through him at the contact. She was beautiful, obviously spunky, and smelled of roses and aloe, and she did absolutely nothing for him.
    “It’s nice to meet you, Cam.” She lifted one perfectly plucked blonde eyebrow, the corner of her lips twitching in a knowing grin as she released his hand and let her gaze fall down his front. “So, what, are you protesting the whole MIB look?”
    Cameron chuckled and made a mental note to thank her later. Her vivaciousness broke the sexual tension floating in the hallway and gave him the ability to think again. He shot a glance down the pale blue button-down shirt he wore untucked with a pair of khaki cargo shorts and worn tennis shoes.
    Rather than answer her because, hello, testosterone , he could literally feel Thaddeus’s gaze moving slowly down his body inch by cock-teasing inch, he changed the subject. “I talked to Jackson on my way over. He, uh, had a sudden change in plans for the night.”
    Cameron hadn’t been able to get his buddy to tell him exactly what went down tonight. He knew only that Jackson had ended up on the wrong side of town and his car had stayed behind at his apartment. Cameron had parked next to it in the parking garage when he’d arrived.
    “He called a few minutes before you showed up. He said he’d be working late,” Thaddeus said. “I guess that means you’re headed back to the office, too.”
    Cameron blinked. The way Thaddeus was looking at him left him no doubt the other man wanted him to stay. Funny thing was Cameron suddenly found himself wishing he could, too. “I, well, yeah,” he finally stammered.
    “Then let us in, if you will, and you can be on your way. Terri and I can get settled in ourselves.”
    Cameron unlocked the door to Jackson’s apartment, pushed it open, and stepped aside. Terri went in first, moving at a brisk walk as if the blazes of hell were after her ankles.
    She must have to pee.
    But, no, he realized in the next nanosecond when Thaddeus positioned himself between the doorframe and Cameron. She’d hightailed it inside to purposely leave him and Thaddeus alone. He squashed all ideas of thanking her later as he drew in a deep breath and started to say good-bye. The deep breath proved to be a mistake.
    Damn, he smells good.
    “We’ll be in town for a few days.” Thaddeus’s cheeks turned a truly charming shade of red, yet he still didn’t let up. “Maybe I’ll see you around again.”
    Holy heaven.
    Cameron held the other man’s gaze inappropriately long. His heart pounded against his ribcage. Every response that came to mind rang a warning bell, but for the life of him, he didn’t know why. He licked his lips, watched as Thaddeus’s gaze dropped to follow the path of his tongue,