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She leads us over to the couch where Kit is sitting, reading off his Kindle. Well, reading is a strong word for what he's doing.
He's more pretending to read, shaking his head over my antics.
He rises to his feet to say hello to Bella. "Nice to see you again."
Bella smiles. "You too."
They actually shake hands.
I'd call him on how weird that is if Piper wasn't already wrapping her arms around Kit.
She rests her head on Kit's chest. "Did you hear what Joel said?"
"The building heard Joel." He leans in to whisper something in her ear.
"Joel likes to taunt me about my brother Mal," Piper says. "Everyone knows Mal is into bondage." She makes that ick face again.
"Not just bondage, sweetie. Mal is into every part of BDSM."
Piper's expression contorts into one of horror.
"He doesn't share enough to let anyone watch. Not anymore. But he did once," I say.
"I thought you didn't mix business and pleasure." She sticks her tongue out in disgust. "Why am I even asking?"
"I don't anymore," I say.
"You're married." Piper shoots Bella an apologetic glance. "I mean, it's cool if you guys are open that way. Or if you want to do threesomes… I mean, Ethan is taken now, and I don't think he and Vi are swingers. Oh God." Her cheeks turn red. "What if they are?"
This is hilarious.
Even Kit thinks so. He's smiling, running his hand through Piper's hair.
"Joel doesn't have threesomes with bandmates," Kit says.
"But maybe he swings." Piper shakes her head. "Whatever it is, I am happy for you. And I support you, as long as you're safe. But please do not fucking tell me about it."
Damn, I'm laughing so hard my abs are feeling it.
Piper looks to Kit. "They're not… they wouldn't."
He nods. "They wouldn't."
"You all think I'm naïve, huh?" she asks.
"It's sweet, baby." He presses his lips to her forehead. "But your brothers don't have honor. You don't have to protect it."
"Well… Mal… he only sleeps with his fuck buddies," she says.
"And he only has a few dozen," I say.
Bella laughs. She looks to me then to Piper. "We're not going to swing with anyone. I'm never letting another woman touch you."
"But you want another man to touch you?" I ask.
She tries to hold a poker face. It doesn't last long. She shakes her head.
"But you'd make an exception for Mal," I tease.
