Bold Tricks(91)

“Hey sweetheart,” he said to her, opening his arm for her. She snuggled right into it, not even feeling the sharp cold of the Pacific Ocean as it crashed around their feet, then raised her head for a kiss. Camden kissed her deep and long before pulling away.

He was all dimples and blue eyes. He still took her breath away.

“How was work?” he asked, putting his arm around her waist and holding her close.

She rested her head on his shoulder. “Good. Couple in love. You know how that goes.”

“Uh huh,” he said. “Lots of blow jobs.”

She laughed and elbowed him. She looked over her shoulder at Ben throwing the ball for the dog, at Violet chatting Gus’s ear off. He was listening with utmost patience to whatever crazy story she was concocting next.

“How did dad’s date go with the woman from the bar?”

Camden grinned and looked at the sunset. “He won’t tell me. Which I think means it went well. I decided not to push it.”

“Good plan.”

“You going to take some photos?” he asked.

She gripped her camera, about to raise it up and capture the last sliver of sun before it disappeared, then hesitated and decided against it.

“Nah,” she said. “I’ll commit it to memory this time.”

They watched as the sun sank into the sea, as the waves crashed around them.

He squeezed her tight. She kissed his hand.

“You happy?” she asked him quietly.

“I am. Are you happy, Ellie?”

She nodded.

She was happy.