Date Night

Rideten, Six Months Before

Heath was trying, Rhett thought as they strolled across the VIP red carpet and accepted their glass of champagne at the entrance. Every month, his blond mate would pick a night and take either Cameron or Rhett out on a one-on-one date night of some type. Usually, it involved an intimate dinner somewhere private and away from Havermouth, and they would talk about work, or the house, world events, and the people of their town in Heath’s effort to combat the seemingly ever-present slide into disconnecting with each other.

Sometimes it worked. The conversation would begin to flow easily between them, they’d share some laughs, and Rhett would find his heart glowing with affection for his mate. Those nights, they’d pull off somewhere on the way home and f-k, quick and dirty, in the car, before going home to tease Cameron into joining them in the playroom for a photo shoot and some naughty play.

Sometimes, however, it felt stiff, forced, and fake. They’d struggle t