Chapter 27

Cam shrugged. “Well, you know, who really keeps track of things like that?”

With a sideways look of disbelief, Preston told him, “It’s been nine years, five months, and six days since I last had sex. That’s not counting getting off on gay porn, or the time I jerked off into a container at the fertility clinic where Tess was inseminated. But hey, like you said, who’s counting?”

“Okay, you’re right.” Cam sighed, then gave Preston a quizzical grin. “Nine years, seriously? That’s like forever.”

Preston laughed. “No shit. But what are you going to do when you have a toddler whose mother’s deployed overseas and your parents aren’t around to babysit? A few times I tried taking Abby with me on lunch dates and such, but nothing kills the mood between two men like a crying baby. Nothing, trust me.” He nudged Cam in the ribs gently with his elbow. “But I was a new father, figuring it out as I went along. What’s your excuse?”

“You know I have my own studio, don’t you?” Cam asked with a grin.