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“Sex is easy, Dix; it’s the relationship component that’s the hard part. With Madison, it’s obviously something more.”
“I hardly know her,” I pathetically rebuke.
“But from what you do know, you’re obviously attracted to her on another level. You must have some kind of…interest in her,” he concludes with a nod.
He’s right. The few times we have spent together, I found myself enjoying her company, rather than wondering if she likes reverse cowgirl or not.
“And this is what happens when you make your fuck buddy your girlfriend, Dix,” Hunter unsympathetically says as he salts his fries.
“She is not my girlfriend,” I state for the tenth time.
“She may as well be. You don’t sleep with anyone else, and you ditch your friends for her. So she’s your girlfriend.”
“She’s not my girlfriend,” I press, restraining myself from flipping him off.
“So is,” he childishly chides under his breath.
I choose to ignore him and decide to talk to the adult in our group. “What’s it like for you and Heidi? I mean, does she still do it for you?” I ask Finch, who smiles at the mere mention of his wife.
“She is the sexiest woman alive, and I never have a problem making love,” he proudly replies while Hunter gags.
“Ugh. Can you not use that word please?”
“What? Love?” Finch questions, puzzled lines furrowing his brow.
“Yes, and please refrain from using the term ‘making’ before it.” Hunter shivers with revulsion.
I can’t help but laugh.
“Making love to your beautiful wife is something special,” Finch says with a smile. “We please one another. That’s what relationships are about. Making the other person happy as well as yourself.”
“And this is why Hunter is still single,” I tease. He playfully flips me off, but I see a touch of hurt behind his usual mischievous eyes. What’s he hiding?
“Sorry to bring this up,” Finch says with reservation. “But you were engaged, Dix. I mean, surely when you and Lily were together, you felt some kind of connection?”
The mention of Lily would usually throw me, but today it doesn’t at all, and I really take Finch’s question onboard.
My “whatever” with Juliet doesn’t even compare to what I felt for Lily. I mean, I loved Lily more than life itself. And not once did I ever picture another woman other than her while we were…making…fuck. But with Juliet, I feel like a dick on demand, which is fine, as I suppose she’s my cooch on call.
Finch and Hunter are right. I was foolish to think this was anything other than sex.
“You’re right.” I sigh. Hunter clears his throat. “You’re both right,” I amend, sarcastically smiling at my friend. Deciding to be honest, I confess, “With Juliet, I feel like a dick on demand.”
Sadly, Hunter doesn’t appreciate my honesty and bursts into fits of laughter. “Dr. Dixon, the Booty Call MD,” he says while mimicking with his hands like he’s sign-writing on a billboard.
“Then stop seeing her,” Finch says, implying this isn’t rocket science. “You know, you’re the psychiatrist here. Shouldn’t you be the one giving out advice?”
“It’s not that simple, Finch,” I reply, fisting my hair. “Everything you’ve learned and applied to others doesn’t apply when you’re the one who needs the advice. And besides, my forte is addiction, not relationships. I’m a psychiatrist, not a damn relationship guru.”
Finch nods. “That’s understandable.”
“No, you’re just a dumbass,” Hunter pipes up, pushing his empty plate away from him. “I told you to stay away from her.”
“Enough with the third degree. I don’t see you happily married to your soul mate.”
“That’s because I’m not an idiot.” Then he quickly corrects, “No offense, Finch.”
Finch shakes his head, not at all offended because he’s heard it all before.
