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Hazel
What the hell is going on here?
The three of us are having dinner at Dylan’s place, and neither of them are saying a thing. They’re keeping their distance from one another, physically and emotionally. There’s no anger between them, but it just feels tense.
“So have you guys been getting a lot done at the office?”
“Mhm,” Dylan says, his eyes glued to his food.
Andrew nods at me with a small smile, doing his best not to acknowledge the dark-haired man across from him. He clears his throat and stands up, taking his plate and mine to the kitchen, completely ignoring Dylan’s now empty plate. Dylan waits for him to get back to get up.
“Did you guys have a fight or something?”
Andrew’s smile covers his small chuckle.
“No.”
“Then what the heck is going on with you two? Seriously, I can’t take this. It’s obvious that something happened.”
This is the first time Dylan looks up and meets Andrew’s eyes. It gives me goosebumps.
Dylan slides his chair closer to mine. I always know he’s about to talk about something really hard when he tries to snuggle into me. He reaches for my hand and mindlessly rubs circles into it with his thumb.
“We gave each other head at the office the other day,” Andrew blurts.
I can feel my eyes widen. They were intimate. Everything makes sense now.
Images of them on their knees for each other while their manly hands run up the other’s abs decorate my thoughts like Christmas lights.
“And you haven’t talked about it since?”
It’s obvious enough, but I’m trying to help everyone, including myself, get a picture of what’s going on.
“No.”
This is the first time I’ve heard Dylan speak for quite a while.
“Well, maybe now is a perfectly good time to talk about it. I just want you to know you’re both safe here and whatever you say is okay. I’m only hurt that I wasn’t invited.”
I’m pouting dramatically even though I’m a little serious. The guys laugh and that puts a smile on my face.
“Seriously, we should lay some ground rules about that some time but for now, let’s talk about what happened.”
Andrew looks away. He always seems to have a harder time talking about things like this if he’s looking directly at us. Sometimes he looks above us or to the side, but never directly at us in tense moments like this. He takes a deep breath, and a lock of his sandy blonde hair falls in his face.
“I’m still confused.”
Andrew’s breath is a little shaky and I reach my free hand out to squeeze it.
“I second that.”
Dylan has no problem directing his gaze at Andrew and I.
“Keep going.”
“I love being with you both at the same time, but it’s harder with Dylan. It’s not so much that he’s a guy. It’s more that he’s…”
Andrew’s voice trails off.
