Chapter 18

Cam used this memory to rebuild his defenses. What was to prevent Emory from needing to experience what sex was like with other men? Yes, that made it clear to Cam. He didn’t need to get involved with another philanderer. He would enjoy this weekend with Emory and then be on his way, safe from the pains romantic entanglements brought with them.

“I’m honored,” Cam said, responding to Emory’s disclosure that Cam had been his first. Then not knowing what else to say, he added, “I hope I was worth it.”

“Worth it? That doesn’t even begin to describe what this weekend means to me,” Emory began to say more but their server arrived with the dessert menu. Cam was glad for the interruption. He didn’t want to hear more of what Emory had to say, lest it confuse him further.

“May I interest either of you gentlemen in a dessert this evening?” the smiling young man, whose name tag identified him as Evan, asked.