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She hesitantly looks up, cheeks inflamed. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be. It’s fine.”
“Do you look at me weird now?”
“Of course not.”
“I didn’t want to put you in an awkward place with your friend, and honestly, I was just all over the place. Stupid alcohol. I suppose you can guess that I’m kinda into you.”
I grin. “Maybe.”
“But you seem sort of into me too.”
“Maybe,” I say with a wink, giving her the reaction she wants.
She rolls her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. “But…” I’m left hanging as she brings her thumb to her mouth, biting at her nail. “Well, Kaspian…”
I lift my chin and watch her sort through the words in her head until she figures out how to arrange them into her next sentence.
I think she’ll bring up the idea of a threesome. She’ll ask if I’d be okay with that. She’ll wonder if it’ll affect our friendship or working relationship. She won’t want things to be weird between us, but she wants to do it anyway.
I’m not beyond thinking that people can’t have sex without forming attachments. Maybe it’s me because I’ve never really been able to form healthy attachments. The sex I’ve had in my life is purely carnal. It’s a need to be fulfilled. I don’t have the need to be loved.
However, Kaspian’s the first person I’ve felt a sense of possession over.
“I ran into him the other day.”
My brows lift. “You did?”
She nods. “Yeah. We talked for a little while.”
It’s my turn to nod. “That’s nice.”
“Yeah.” She plays with the straw in her water. “He asked me out.”
My shock is hard to conceal. My head tilts, eyes widen, and my brows reach for my hairline. “Oh really?”
“I said yes.”
She watches me carefully, looking for any signs that scream I’m not happy about it.
“Oh okay. Where are you going?”
“Um. I’m not sure yet. He didn’t tell me. He’s going to call me and let me know.”
“I see.”
“But, yeah, I just wanted to let you know.” She pauses. “I already know you pretty well.”Not really.“And I like you. But I don’t know him.”
“Okay?” It’s a question because I don’t know where she's going with this.
“I’m still very much a believer inthe more the merrier,” she says, giving me a look. “But now that I’m sober, I think it’s better that I at least know him a little more before even doing that.”
I give her a small smile. “I see. I get it.”
“Okay,” she says with an exhale. “I feel better.”
“Good.”
