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How was this supposed to work?
Dinner was more of the same. When we were done, we drifted into the bedroom, to watch TV someplace more comfortable, but that left the awkward question of who was supposed to sit where.
I’d never dated two guys at once before, especially not at the exact same moment. Was this a date? Was this three friends hanging out?
“Three people in one tiny space, sharing a single bathroom. Just like college.” Chase’s comment was a welcome distraction from my questions.
Luke raised an eyebrow. “Including the sexual experimentation?”
“I’d pretty much moved onto the doing rather than experimenting by then,” Chase said.
“I’m more of a late bloomer.” I let the reply roll casually off my tongue. It wasn’t a secret in our inner circle that I was bi, but I dated mostly men, so sometimes claiming anything other than straight felt like I was an impostor. “I never even thought about it until Shawn.” It didn’t matter how much time had passed. His name was rancid on my tongue.
Chase’s distorted expression mirrored my bitterness. I didn’t want to ruin the evening with bad memories. Why did I bring up my ex?
“Who’s Shawn?” Luke looked between us.
Chase mimicked spitting. “A fucking asshole.”
That’s what everyone said back then, too. I wished I’d listened to my friends, rather than the boyfriend who ran my ego into the ground. “A guy I went out with.” I didn’t want to leave Luke hanging, but I wasn’t going to linger on details. How little information would let us move back to more fun topics? “He used to tease me about the kind of porn I like. Would ask me all the time if I was a secret lesbian who was going to leave him for a woman. After he and I broke up, I started talking about it with...” Another confession. What was up with me spilling so many secrets tonight?
Luke and Chase both leaned in. “With whom?” they asked at the same time.
“A friend. We’re talking about experimentation, right? She helped me figure a few things out.” There. Conversation was back to neutral. We could have fun again.
Chase frowned. “Wait. Not Sadie. Please say not Sadie.”
“Why? Because you still think you can say who your sister hooks up with?” I tried to keep the defensive tone from my voice.
“No. Because then the story isn’t spank-bank material.”
My cheeks heated to flaming. He was... to me? “It wasn’t Sadie. It was Lyn.”
Luke whistled. “He’s right. Definitely fantasy material.”
“That’s not fair.” My retort slipped out before I could stop it. Why? Because I’d been trying for so long to not fantasize about either of them? “You get new visuals, and I don’t?”
Chase smirked. “You’ve got a better imagination. Picture me with whomever you’d like.”
“No, she’s right. Fair’s fair.” Luke crushed his mouth to Chase’s.
