She could ask him again. She knew he’d jump at the chance to attend a black-tie event such as this celebration. But it felt like cheating on Fergus and Cam. Hell, she was fucking the men now. She needed to be faithful to them in all spheres of her life. But could she trust them to further her career? To put her first all night long? Yes, she could. They’d never deliberately hurt her or her career, she knew that. The other, more important question was, could she concentrate on her job when their lovely bodies were pressed against hers? Now that would be the real challenge. And again would any onlookers sense the chemistry between them? Would any of the competition guess they were sexually involved and use that against her? It was such a complicated decision. Whatever she decided could be wrong.
She had to trust them. She had to invite them. They’d trusted her by showing her their wolf forms. The very least she could do was to return that trust and invite them to the gala. But then she’d have to be strong to concentrate on work, not on them. She’d need to talk to them and explain all this though. She couldn’t just invite them and expect them to follow her around all night as the young attorney did. At least if she was concentrating on work, not them, no one should sense a deeper connection between them. She would just have to ensure that was the way it was.
She couldn’t betray them by taking someone else when they’d trusted her so deeply. She would just have to be strong and determined. Ugh. This was going to be so hard.
Tomorrow was Sunday and she’d need to do all the chores she would normally have done today. She’d meet them early Monday morning and talk to them.
Sierra entered a note into her calendar then texted the men.
Meet you in the clinic parking lot 6:45 a.m. Monday for brief talk. Will bring coffee and bagels.
She dropped her cell phone into her purse. Damn this is going to be difficult!
* * * *
Cam was intrigued to know why Sierra wanted to see them. Obviously she wanted to say something to them, but why just in the parking lot? Why not meet for a proper breakfast somewhere? Okay, they lived quite a distance apart from each other, which was a nuisance, but it wasn’t the end of the world. He’d have been happy to meet her anywhere she suggested and he was sure Fergus would have agreed, too. Oh, well, it was a bright, sunny Monday morning and knowing he’d see Sierra, however briefly, made his day even better.
He smiled as the candy-apple-red car drove into the parking lot. Cam climbed out of his own car and leaned against the trunk, watching her get out of hers. She bent down to the passenger seat and lifted a cardboard container of coffees out and sat them on the roof of her car, then she picked up a bag and put that on the roof, too.
“Coffee and bagels as promised, eh?” he said, grinning at her. She looked so lovely. He could see a jacket hanging up on the hook over the backseat passenger door of her car, but Sierra looked perfect in a moss-green shirt and a slender-line tan skirt. The colors looked great with her brown hair and amber eyes. Her eyes were amazing. He hardly even noticed the color because they were always so bright and full of life.
Fergus drove up and stopped beside them. “Sorry. I was stopped for ages in a construction zone,” he said.
Cam nodded. Yes, everyone knew the joke about the seasons in Ohio. There were two seasons—winter and construction.
Cam watched Sierra. He wouldn’t go so far as to say she seemed worried or even nervous, but her movements weren’t quite as smooth and flowing as usual. That was it. Her actions were more mechanical and less graceful than usual. So whatever she wanted to say to them had upset her. He rather thought that Sierra would be capably going about her daily life when other people would be sitting in a darkened room hiding from the world, so the fact she was nervous made him worried.
Oh fuck! She’s not about to tell us to leave her alone is she? Surely she can’t be. I know she’s really busy and really committed to her job besides being damn good at it, but surely there’s room for us in her life as well.
Cam couldn’t bear the thought that he might not see her again. He looked forward to the time they spent together. He enjoyed talking to her, being with her, and fucking her—that was the best of all. But even if she’d said, “No more sex,” he’d have wanted to spend time with her, because he loved every facet of her personality as well as every inch of her body.
Love? Is this love? Yes, I believe it is. I’m in love with Sierra. She’s beautiful, wonderful, special, and she belongs to Fergus and to me.
Wow! Cam was still coming to terms with his mental revelation when Sierra handed him a bagel and a cup of coffee.