Safeword: Arabesque (Safewords Book 9) (58 page)

He’d taken his clothes off at some point during the mass fucking earlier, and now he propped her hips on a barstool and pressed into her.

“Fuck!” Cassie screamed as he pounded her right from the start, but Isaac only grunted between thrusts “Yeah,
fucking
your tight little pussy. Exactly what I’m doing. You going to come for me again? I think I want to see if I can fuck you on every piece of furniture out here. Make it so you can’t walk right tomorrow.”

Cassie wasn’t sure what got into him, but a half-dozen orgasms later, when she’d been thoroughly used and loved and
taken
on the barstool, the bar, the sofa, the chair, and against the window overlooking the city? She wasn’t complaining.

* * * *

Cam’s cellphone woke him the next morning, and he looked to see his half-sister’s number.

“It’s bad,” the sixteen year old started in right off the bat, “when I have to find out my big brother is the star of a big show in Atlanta with a Google alert. You’re in your dream role and you didn’t tell me?”

“Didn’t want to put you in a rough spot with the parental units. How are you calling me now?”

“Oh, dad’s playing golf and mom’s still asleep. Can I come see you dance Albrecht? The online review in the Atlanta paper says you were ‘
magnificently talented
’ and ‘
graceful as a bird, with the intensity of a spring storm
’. I want to see!”

“I have some friends coming for the final performance a week from tomorrow, but the show’s sold out. There’s an earlier show with tickets still available though, and they’re coming early, so you could probably bring a friend and ride down with them, but only if you get permission.”

Isaac was sitting up with the sleep mask off, and Cam looked to him in question. He waited for Isaac’s nod and said, “Yeah, you can ride with them, but only if mom and dickweed say you can, and you and your
female
friend will need your own hotel room, but I can pay for it.” As far as he knew, she and her boyfriend were still broken up, but he wanted to be clear she wasn’t going to stay in a hotel room with a boy.

“I saw pictures of you online, too, and ohmygosh! Cammie! You look awesome! I’m proud of you.”

“Thanks, sis. I love you too.”

“I’ll talk to mom and see what she says. She’ll probably want to call you if she’s considering it.”

When he hung up, Cassie asked, “So now your mom’s going to know?”

Cam nodded and changed the subject. “I doubt they’ll let her come, but if she does she’ll talk your ear off. Probably no need to lie to her about the four of us. She’s smart; she’ll figure it out the first time she sees us all in the same room together, even if we don’t fall into each other’s arms.”

Chapter Fifty-Five

Saying goodbye was hard, but the group knew it was only for a week this time, and they knew Cam would be busier than he could possibly imagine, with shows for school field trips during the day and almost sold-out performances every evening.

They rode by his hotel to get his car, and Isaac drove it to the theatre so Cam could drive back to his suite after the performances.

The four gave hugs and kisses on the sidewalk, and Cassie’s heart hurt as she watched him walk through the backstage door.

“So,” Frisco said as they got on the freeway, “he didn’t tell his family because not having them there when they didn’t know about the show was one thing, but having them choose not to come see him when they knew would be too painful.”

“Yeah,” Cassie agreed, “that was my take on it, too.”

She didn’t want Frisco to meddle, so she changed the subject. “How far along will the house be when we bring him home?”

They hadn’t let her go back since she’d seen the foundations. The three had been staying at Isaac’s house to keep from spoiling the surprise.

“The closets will be ready for our things, but the rooms won’t be ready to move into,” Frisco said.

“My surprise room is supposed to be ready,” Isaac told her. “We can move all of your clothes and whatever else will go into your closet on Friday morning while you’re at work, if you’d like. From that point forward we can sleep in my old room downstairs until the bedrooms are ready, probably another two weeks.”

“Let’s have a big get together when everything’s finished.” Frisco said, “My family, both of your families, and Cam’s family.”

Cassie shook her head. “I don’t know if Cam will want to invite his family, and the whole thing may stress him out.” She sighed as she realized it wasn’t a terrible idea. “I don’t want my mom and dad in the same room, but I’d love to invite my dad and his partner to see the house when it’s finished.”

“I guess it’s time I had a talk with my parents,” Isaac said. “I’ve been meaning to, they won’t disown me or anything, I’m just not looking forward to using the word bisexual to describe myself to them.”

Frisco laughed, “Your father will consider it a point of pride that he loves you no matter what. You have absolutely nothing to worry about.”

“Oh, I know, I just haven’t told him.” Isaac ran his hands over his close-cropped hair and said, “I don’t know if inviting Cam’s family is such a good idea. I’m not at all sure I’m capable of maintaining a civil conversation with his stepfather.”

* * * *

Cassie put everything from her closet and bedroom drawers into boxes for Isaac to carry to their new digs Friday morning. Cam had been using the closet in her office, and she boxed up his things as well.

She wasn’t especially attached to her dishes, silverware, pots and pans, or living room furniture, and Sam had suggested she donate it to the local women and children’s shelter. Ethan offered to send someone to pick it up, which meant her house would be empty as soon as her new bedroom was ready for her bedroom furniture — ready for the realtor to stage it and start showing.

In a surprising move, Cam’s mother and stepfather decided to go see the show, and managed to get tickets for the Saturday matinee.

Sam and Ethan had bought tickets for the final performance when they first went on sale, and the group had made reservations for the penthouse suite with two bedrooms and a huge living room area. They drove down Friday evening, and Cam came to the hotel after his last show Friday night.

He looked so tired when he walked in, the group looked at each other and Isaac said, “Ya’ll sit out here and talk. I’ll get him to sleep.”

“I’m not a baby. No one has to put me to sleep.”

Hmmm, tired and grumpy.

“You want me to rub your back or not, boy?” Isaac asked, but he didn’t sound as gruff as he probably intended.

“Sorry, Master. That would be great.”

Cassie and Frisco sat in the living room and talked with Ethan and Sam another thirty minutes or so before everyone decided to go to bed.

Oddly enough, the foursome went straight to sleep, cuddling around Cam.

Cassie always felt bad for Isaac when he needed a blindfold to sleep, but knew there was no way to keep all light out of the hotel room.

The guys went to Cam’s place early the next morning to get his things and check him out of the hotel. He’d checked in with two large suitcases, and checked out with the two suitcases and three large boxes.

Cam had warned them of his
accumulations
ahead of time though, so Ethan brought moving boxes and tape, and said he had room for the boxes in the back of his truck if they wouldn’t all fit in Cam’s car.

They dropped Cam off at the theater for the matinee performance and returned to the suite without him.

“We’re meeting him after the show for dinner, right?” Sam asked.

“Yes,” Frisco said, “and I think he plans to invite his parents and sister.”

When they met Cam on the sidewalk behind the theatre they learned it wasn’t just Cam’s parents and sister, but also his two stepsiblings with their families.

Ethan made a phone call to add to their reservations, and Cassie breathed a sigh of relief when he nodded as he got off the phone.

Dinner was a raucous affair, and Cam seemed dumbfounded by his family’s acceptance. More than acceptance, they all told him how wonderful he was — even his stepfather.

And Cassie noted Cam’s little sister seemed to think he’d hung the moon.

The group told his family they’d see him at the after-party, and drove Cam back to the theater in time for warm up.

Cassie once again cried during the performance and was bawling when it ended. Cam had managed three backstage passes this time, so they said goodbye to Sam and Ethan and headed back to find him.

It was much crazier backstage this time, and Cam was still in his costume. Isaac made it to him first and pulled him into a huge bear hug.

By the time Frisco and Cassie made it to him, there was nothing to do but one of their foursome hugs. Cam’s friends high-fived him when the hug broke up, and Cam headed off to his dressing room to change.

Frisco went with him, and Cassie relaxed against Isaac with his arm around her.

The dancer who played Giselle saw them leaning against the wall trying to stay out of everyone’s way, and made a point of walking to them to talk. “I’m going to miss him. Apparently, he loves ya’ll more than dance, which is saying something. We tried pretty hard to get him to join the company full time.” She shrugged, “He said he may consider coming back for a show here and there, if the role was something he really wanted.”

“We’ll be happy to have him home. I’m glad he’s had this opportunity, but we’ve missed him.” Cassie told her.

The group made their way to the after-party at the same restaurant as before. It didn’t end at one in the morning this time, though the group left shortly after. Unlike the first party, this one had a lot of alcohol flowing.

Cam’s parents hadn’t stayed long, but Cassie had invited them up to their suite, so she texted them as the group arrived at the hotel.

His parents and little sister came up, though the stepsiblings decided to stay in their rooms, as they’d already put their children to bed.

“I’m so glad you all came down to watch him,” Cassie said once everyone was in and seated. “It meant a lot to Cam.”

Cam’s stepfather looked to Sam and Ethan. “It appears Cameron has famous friends, how do you know him?”

“Frisco and Cassie work out at the same dojo,” Sam answered, “and we have a class together twice a week.”

“So,” he asked Cassie, “the two of you are fighters? As good as the two of them?”

Frisco laughed. “I wouldn’t go that far. I mean, we have skills, but I wouldn’t want to go up against either of them in a real fight.”

“And yet, Cameron brought down and apprehended a titled fighter.” Cam’s stepfather looked at him and said, “I owe you an apology, Cameron. I didn’t do right by you because I didn’t understand you. You’re every bit a real man, and we’re all proud of you.”

Isaac stepped behind Cam and put his hand on his shoulder. “He isn’t a man because he brought down Clemente, though you have no idea the balls it took. He’s a man because of who he is. He isn’t afraid to go after what he wants, whether society approves or not.”

Cam’s stepfather looked at Isaac’s hand and said, “So, the two of you are…”

He looked at his wife as if he needed help, and Cam’s mom said, “Cassie seems to be close to you, Cameron, but so do your other friends. We want to know more about your life. Are you seeing someone special?”

Cam took a breath and said, “I’m in a relationship with Isaac, Frisco, and Cassie. We’re building a house for the four of us, and Cassie has a dog named Jake who we all love and adore.”

Cassie was proud of him for speaking with such clarity. She knew he had to be shaking on the inside, but he didn’t show it. She smiled at him and said, “I think it’s safe to say Jake is our dog, now.” She looked to his mom. “Frisco is considering a get together, where we invite all of our families. My mother and father can’t be in the same room together, so I’ll just invite my dad, but…if we put it together, would you be interested in coming to our home?”

“Wait,” Cam’s little sister said, looking at her big brother. “You’re bumping uglies with all
three
of them? Man, did you hit the sexy lottery or
what
?”

Cassie held her breath until Cam’s mom laughed and tousled her daughter’s hair. “Yeah, I guess he did, at that.” She looked at Cassie. “We’d love to come, just give us a time and date.”

Chapter Fifty-Six

“Apparently,” Cam said on their drive home the next day, “my stepdad decided I was man enough for him when he read about me taking out Clemente. Mom tried to contact me afterwards, but too much was going on and I just couldn’t deal with whatever drama I figured she’d cooked up, so I ignored her calls and messages.”

“So,” Cassie asked, “are you going to accept them back, or decide their reasoning for accepting you is bullshit and you don’t need them?” He’d pretty much told them he was leaning towards the latter, but she needed to remind him he had other options.