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“Where? Where are you going to find three guys willing to do this? The sex study surplus store?”
There definitely weren’t sex study surplus stores, right? But I knew guys. Or at least, Iwas attracted to several guys. Hell, I'd fantasized about three guys doing me all at once, even before I'd learned about the sex study. Ellis, Cade, and Jamie.
Ellis, I couldn't ask. He thought the idea of me wanting to do the study was ridiculous.
And Jamie, even though Iloved that kiss we'd shared, wanted more kisses from him, he was an ass and would probably never stop mocking me for asking him, so no.
But Cade... He was a guy Iwas attracted to who, if he was at all true to his yoga zen demeanor, seemed safe to ask. He was used to female attention, for one. Lots of it. And even if he said no in the end, he'd probably say it politely. He would be a good starting point.
“Tess? Where are you going to find three guys?”
“I don’t know, Ellis,” I said, throwing a hand up in the air. “I’ll have to work on that part. But I’m still doing it.”
“Tess,” Ellis was practically begging my sanity to return at this point, “Tessa, listen, please listen to me. Don’t do this. It’s crazy! And it’s in no way you!”
I grinned. “Perfect.” And I hung up.
Ellis
Tessa would text me back, of that I was certain.
She would text me back in fifteen minutes, maybe half an hour if she managed to find another cup of ramen in the back of her cupboard, and casually state that she would in factnotbe participating in a study involving sex with three guys at the same time.
She was going to bail.
Tessa always bailed.
Years ago, Tessa agreed to go to Paris with me for a semester abroad to study French films. She showed up at the airport the day of the flight only to inform me that she’d decided not to come after all.
Two years ago, Tessa said she’d dress up as a sexy Playboy bunny to go with my Hugh Hefner costume. I bought the costume for her, she looked hot as fuck in it and I told her so, and yet when Halloween night came she showed up at my door with sweatpants and a six-pack of beer.
Last year I threw Tessa a surprise birthday party at a night club I never would have been able to afford without my connections from the soap opera. I’m fairly certain she would have pulled the fire alarm to evacuate the night club had she not found out about the surprise early and canceled it, and instead had ordered in Vietnamese and watched old films for her birthday.
Some people are ballers. My best friend, Tessa Stewart, was a bailer. The biggest bailer I knew. By far.
And I wasn’t even counting every single time Tessa bailed on an audition.
So, no, I wasn’t too worried about Tessa and that sex study.
Tessa. Would. Bail.
Still,I can't believeI’d accidentally added her to my sext string. She’d read all those things that Margo and I had sexted to each other, and for a second, I wondered if it turned her on. And at the thought of turning her on, I felt my cock hardening. For Tessa. It had happened before, but she was my best friend and she was innocent whileIwas not, so every time I found myself drawn to her, wanting her in every way possible, I reminded myself of both those things.
My phone buzzed and it was a text from Tessa. Right on time. I sighed in relief. She had come to her senses. It would be a text with just six letters: NVM LOL. Or she'd just been kidding all along, probably to get me back for subjecting her to my sexting with Margo, and it would be a two-letter text: JK.
Swiping open the message I frowned when I read it.
TESSA:Yo, can I borrow $15.50? I need it for yoga class tomorrow.
ELLIS:You hate yoga.
TESSA:I don’t hate the hot instructor. He has the cutest man-bun.
Before I could even respond another text popped up.
TESSA:Oh, and I’m going to ask him to be one of my guys. xoxo
Holy. Shit.
