Parts of Us by Cara Dee

Author:Cara Dee [Dee, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-18T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

KC Hayles

By the time the sun was setting, Lucian, Cam, and I took our seats on the porch again for the announcement of the winners in the first part of the Game. While Noa had been dead to the world, we’d arranged for his participation to come through videos we uploaded, including the paddling and tickling. That way, he didn’t have to pull out of the competition altogether.

The warmth of the day was gone, so I was thankful Lucian had moved one of the patio heaters over to us. And the dinner Cam had set up among the candles was damn good too. Our coffee table was filled with cheese, crackers, fruit, grilled vegetables, chicken skewers, freshly made zucchini bread, and homemade aioli.

It was a wonder what Cam could accomplish when Noa went down for a couple hours.

One task at a time, Lucian was bringing Cam back to the place he loved the most. A life of servitude.

Cam kneeled next to the table on his new cushion, but I wasn’t allowed to call the stuffie a cushion. It was a squishy, trendy stuffed animal that looked like a cushion. With eyes and a hat. And our boy was ridiculously happy with it.

I took a sip of my wine and glanced over at the pool area, where Reese, Walker, Nathan, and Colt were talking about today’s event. Several of the subs were rubbing at budding bruises and looking none too happy, so I’d call it a success.

“The chicken is fantastic, darling.” Lucian went for another skewer, and I narrowed my eyes at Colt. Had he fucking shaved? It was a little too dark to tell, but it sure looked like he’d shaved off his beard.

Was that a mustache?

“Did Colt shave?” I asked.

Lucian looked up, then nodded. “To prove a point, I heard. Both he and Greer decided to go full-on ’70s porn kings after they tortured Corey and Kit in the watersports room.”

I side-eyed him and broke off another piece of bread. “I hope you’re not thinking of following.”

“Christ no. I learned my lesson after the goatee debacle.”

Thank fuck. Lucian was the sexiest clean-shaven or with a bit of stubble, like right now.

“…and in third place, we have Gretchen who collected nine eggs!” Walker declared.

I had my hands full of food, so I couldn’t applaud. “Attagirl, Gretchen!” I hollered. Then I promptly crammed the cheese and two crackers into my mouth.

The applause from the brats was…lukewarm, at best. Possibly because they didn’t see the triumph in winning this particular game. And that was why it was so entertaining for the rest of us, because the Tops sure showed their pride.

Gretchen faked a smile and accepted a small bunny statue. Her two play partners were happy with the marks they’d left on her.

“Noa was close with his eight eggs,” Lucian noted. “He’s so good, our boy.”

Absolutely.

Reese was next. “In second place, with eleven eggs—congratulations, Shay!”

I stuck the bread into my mouth and applauded.

“Yeah, I don’t feel like a winner, Daddy,” Shay drawled and collected his statue.

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