Parts of Us (The Game #14) Read Online Cara Dee

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance, Taboo Tags Authors: Series: The Game Series by Cara Dee
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Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 138844 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 694(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
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KC and I responded by stage-whispering to each other.

Breakfast turned into a different affair when I came face-to-face with a TPE routine I wasn’t ready to go back to. Cam kneeling next to my seat at the head of the table. I just couldn’t. Not yet. I’d crave it soon enough, but for now, Cam belonged on my lap. I needed him close. I needed my hands on him.

He sat sideways across my thighs, and we fed each other bites of toast, fruit, and a surprisingly tasty bran muffin. Since I wasn’t allowed to stuff my face with all the treats Noa dove for, I counted my blessings. To be honest, it could be worse. The dietary changes Cam and KC proposed weren’t that bad. Stress was my main villain, and I was tackling that head on already.

“I’d like to say no takeout until the cruise, though,” KC said. “Once your blood pressure is down some, we’ll see what you can handle.”

“Agreed.” Cam nodded. “Like, right now, no takeout and low on salt and red meat.”

“A little less sugar too,” KC added.

I suppressed a sigh and took a sip of my coffee.

Count. Those. Blessings.

They weren’t taking my coffee from me, and Cam was promising daily desserts; they’d just be on the healthier side. More blueberries and dark chocolate, less sugar and cream. But considering how wonderful he was in the kitchen, I had no doubt he could create a feast with healthy ingredients.

Noa grinned at me and crammed half a pancake into his mouth, causing syrup to trickle down his chin.

“My chipmunk.”

He giggled around his food.

“What about the Game this weekend?” I asked. “It would be nice to participate if I can’t volunteer to help out.”

KC and Cam exchanged a glance.

I couldn’t lie; it bothered me a little, but this was the deal. I’d listen to their suggestions until I’d formed better habits.

“All the Tops know what’s happening, so I don’t see a problem,” KC replied.

“Let’s make one thing clear, Daddy,” Noa said. “The bottoms know what’s happening too. You’re gonna make us suffer somehow!”

Sharp as a tack, that one.

KC winked at his boy.

“I’ll add us to the list, and we can see, Master.” Cam kissed my cheek, then handed me a handful of blueberries. “By the way, I didn’t see any dry-cleaning tickets in the hallway. Did you pick up your gray Brioni?”

“I picked it up!” Noa said. “Never doing that again. I almost spilled soda on it on my way out.”

I snorted softly. “It was covered in plastic, sweetheart.”

“Yeah, well, I can make shit happen,” he replied.

I shook my head in amusement. “Either way, I foresee fewer trips to the dry cleaners from now on.” I was growing quite comfortable in sweatpants, and I’d borrowed one of KC’s tees. I didn’t have that many.

“Why, Sir?” Cam asked curiously.

“Well, because KC and Noa are clearly onto something with the sweatpants fashion,” I said. I popped a couple blueberries in my mouth to the sound of Noa’s giggling. He and KC changed into comfortable clothes the moment they came home every day. Maybe it was time for me to do the same.

“Oh.” Cam chewed on his lip and fiddled with the neckline of my tee. “I see. But, um…what if I find you super sexy in suits?”

I shrugged, in a mood to toy with him a little. He should know me by now. I was a typical suit guy. Loosening up a bit and opting for more comfort didn’t mean I was going to abandon who I was.

“At this point, you should have plenty of memories to think back on,” I answered. “If that’s not enough, maybe you can use one of my ties to snuggle with at night.”

His mouth popped open, and the mild outrage on his face was so damn adorable. “But, Master! Noa and Daddy are the heathens, not us!”

KC and I laughed; I couldn’t help it, nor could I string my sweetheart along for too long.

“He’s joking with you, honey,” KC chuckled.

Cam turned back to me with a quick scowl—that I kissed.

“Don’t worry, my love. You and I will always dress to impress when we go out,” I assured. CDNS was part of our dynamic, after all. When we were at Mclean, I dressed up, and my property stripped.

“I can definitely live with comfy clothes at home,” he said, nodding. “And maybe more naked time.”

That could be arranged.

“Yay, naked time!” Noa was on board too. “Can we start right now?”

“You can be naked in the pool, freckles,” KC said. “Mistress Penelope will be here any moment, so I thought we could get out of Uncle Lucian’s way.”

Right. Throw me to the wolves.

“Yeah, she can be scary,” Noa said.

Just as well. KC needed his daily training. At least I had Cam with me.

“Cam, would you like to join us in the pool?” KC asked.


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