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But as soon as it was over, I began wondering what kind of lover Harrison was. Would he be surprisingly tender? Or did he like to throw a woman around in bed? The thought of being manhandled sent a sexy shiver up my spine, and that night my dreams were full of new fantasies that involved one extra person.

The next day, Harrison left in the morning with the other two. The kiss was a little bit longer than the first one, and less performative. On the third day, Harrison stayed in the penthouse until lunchtime before finally leaving to spy on the target. This time, Kaylee was only half-watching from the living room as we said our goodbyes.

Harrison cupped my cheek and crushed his lips against mine, and I closed my eyes and melted into him. Long after he was gone, I felt like I was weightless, floating around the hotel on clouds of air.

There was definitely something between us. Something powerful. Even the way he looked at me was different.

But I felt bad about the situation. I was already involved with two men, and there were questions and complications about what would happen with them when we all returned home. And now I was thinking about a third? It made me feel selfish. Like the rich girl I went to school with whose father bought her a stable and a pony, but then she insisted that she haveanotherhorse. After putting Kaylee down for her nap, I found myself wishing I had someone to talk to about it.

That’s when I realized that Ididhave someone to talk to.

“Trish!” Lisa said when she picked up the phone. “It’s about time you called me!”

“It’s not too early there, is it?” I asked.

“I’m sitting on the balcony, drinking my morning coffee,” she replied. “This is the absolute perfect time to call. How are Blondie and Brownie doing?”

“JordyandArcherare doing just fine.”

“Oh, I bet they’re doing fine. F-I-N-E fine! Are you still having lots of sexy fun?”

I chuckled. “You have no idea. Do you remember that girl we knew freshman year of college, who slept with a bunch of guys on our floor? I think we judged her too harshly. Lisa, threesomes areso much fun.”

There was a long pause on the line. I began to wonder if the call had been disconnected.

“You’re having threesomes?” Lisa asked quietly. “With BrownieandBlondie?”

I gasped. “Oh no. Did I not tell you that yet?”

“NO, YOU DIDN’T TELL ME THAT!” she practically screamed into the phone. “Crap. I just yelled so loud that I scared our neighbor’s cat. He almost fell off their balcony. But no, you didnottell me this! When did it happen? Give me all the details!”

I backed up a few weeks and explained everything from the beginning. How we playedTruth or Drink, which is when we learned that Jordy’s biggest fantasy was to have a devil’s threesome. What was supposed to be a single night of fun turned into a routine event, the dessert at the end of every day of the trip. And then I told her that Archer and I had slept together individually, too.

“I’m so sorry,” I said at the end. “I know you had a thing for Blondie. I mean Archer. But apparently he had a crush on me. And now we… ugh, I can’t even say it. I’m a terrible friend, aren’t I?”

“This is definitely going on your permanent record,” Lisa replied. “Fortunately for you, I’m not upset about it.”

“Really? You’re not?”

“It probably helps,” she said casually, “that I’ve been seeing someone.”

“What! Who are you seeing? Is it serious?”

“Brent, from work. The cute guy who sits by the printer. It’s not serious yet, but it has potential. Okay, enough about me! Tell me all aboutyouradventures!”

“Well, I can’t tell you where we are, unfortunately,” I began.

Lisa made an impatient noise. “I don’t care about what country you’re in. I’m talking about yoursexyadventures!”

I glanced in the direction of Kaylee’s room, then lowered my voice anyways. “The three of us do it pretty much every single night…”

I spent a few minutes giving her enough details to satisfy her curiosity. Then I mentioned how Archer grew up in a big, unconventional polyamorous family.

“No wonder he’s fine sharing you with Brownie. I wonder if Brent would ever be into kinkier stuff. He’s been kind of reserved in bed so far, but I can tell he’s holding back. When you guys get back, I’m happy to jump in and take your place if you ever get sick. Oh, or if you’re too sore! I bet you’re getting really sore.”

“When we get back… that’s actually one of the problems I’m worried about,” I explained. “More on that later. Right now, I have a more pressing issue. I’m kind of warming up to the third guy in their group. Harrison.”

“I thought he was… how did you put it? A scruffy pout-face.”

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