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"Thank you," I said, smiling. Rosalie rolled her eyes, and Molly just started laughing.
"Okay, Sam, what is it? What do you want?"
I stared at her in surprise. She really was blunt.
"I'm just thinking. You three hotties and me, we're all single."
"Well, I'm not single—" Rosalie spoke up, but he cut her off.
"I'm going to tell you a secret. I'm known as the million-second man."
"Huh?" Rosalie said, confusion written on her face. "What's a million-second man?"
"Basically, it means I can make you come"—he pointed at Rosalie—"and then I can make you come"—he pointed at Molly—"and then I can make you come." He pointed at me. "Then once you've all been pleasured, I'll make myself come." He grinned. "So are you all down?"
"I don't think so," Rosalie said and looked at me. "I'm sorry. Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, Alice."
"Huh? What are you sorry about?"
"I mean, I have another idea then. Maybe we can—"
"What's going on here?" Oliver interrupted, and I looked up, grateful.
"Hey, Oliver. There you are. Hey, Foster." I looked at Foster, who was frowning. "Oliver, Foster, this is Sam, and this is Molly."
"Nice to meet you, Molly," Oliver said.
"Hey." Foster smiled at Molly.
I could see that Molly had immediately perked up as she looked at the two handsome men.
"Hi, handsome guys," she said, batting her eyelashes.
"Oliver's Rosalie's fiancée," I said quickly, just in case Molly wanted to make a move, "And Foster is Rosalie's brother."
"Single, I hope," Molly said, flirting with him.
"Yep. Single as the day is long."
I felt a churn of jealousy at his words. Our eyes met for a few seconds, and then he looked away.
"Hey, I'm Sam, also known as Sam the Man, also known as Sam—"
"We get it," Oliver said. "You okay, honey?" He looked at Rosalie.
"Not really. He just propositioned us."
"He what?" Oliver sounded pissed.
"He basically wanted us to have a three... actually a foursome, and I told him no, and—"
"Hey, dude"—Sam put his hands up—"I'm just trying to get me some. You know what it's like."
"Think you're going to have to leave. I think these women have had enough of your company for the evening."
"What?" Sam said. "I don't think so." He looked at me. "You want us to go and get a—"
"I don't think so," I said softly.
