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He wiggles his fingers. “Ooh, so demanding, I like it.”
I roll my eyes and snort. “Shut up.”
My brother and cousin both stare at me expectantly.
“Well…?” Nate starts.
“Listen. I took Quinn with me to the conference. We had sex. Then we made plans to have more sex. We danced, drank, and ate. I have feelings in my chest that I’ve never had before, and I don’t know what to do with them. Fucking help.”
Nate blows out a dramatic breath. “Oh, thank fuck. You needed to get laid.”
“Ain’t that the truth,” Roman says with a chuckle, pulling a toothpick out of his front pocket and popping it into his mouth with that smug grin on his face.
“Now, what makes you think I needed to get laid? I’ve had plenty of women,” I defend.
Nate chuckles. “Really? Who? You go to events stag, or not at all. You’ve never once brought a woman around. Ever.”
“Honestly, bro, we were wondering if you were gay but weren’t sure how to ask… we just wanted you to come out if you were, so we could support you and all that.”
I stare at my cousin in horror. “Excuse me, if I was gay, you’d have known that a long time ago. I would have zero issues coming out with that. But that’s not it at all. I’ve just never met anyone I cared enough about to want to see more than once, aside from at the club. I have a couple of favorites there.”
“What fucking club?” Roman asks.
“Just this sex club. Listen—”
Nate stands. “What sex club? You go to sex clubs? My God! Who are you?” He exhales dramatically. “Okay, I need to sit down.” He lowers himself back into the chair.
I laugh. “It’s not like I go around announcing this. It’s my outlet, my release. And it’s been a fine one up until now. And since I’m the youngest, I’m asking you guys as big brothers… what do I do about Quinn? She accepted the offer to be regional manager and now she’s my fucking subordinate. But I can’t not see her. I need to see her.”
“Then see her, stop overthinking it. Unless you fuck her over and she goes to HR and files a lawsuit for sexual harassment, you’re fine,” Roman says.
I stiffen in my chair. “Could she really do that? I don’t harass her.”
Roman shakes his head. “Of course you don’t, but if she breaks it off with you and you give her a bad performance rating, or a demotion, that can be considered sexual harassment.”
“Shit,” I say, rubbing my forehead. “You’re right. Maybe I should just call it off.” The words coming out of my mouth don’t really express what I want. I feel like I would die if I couldn’t be with Quinn. To see her every day.
“No, don’t call it off. I’ve never seen you like this,” Nate says. “Please give it a chance. I mean… the sex at least was good, right?”
I suck my bottom lip into my mouth. I’m not having this discussion with them. “Not going to kiss and tell, guys. Sorry.”
“Kissing’s good then,” Roman says with a chuckle.
“Actually, I wouldn’t know,” I blurt, immediately regretting it.
What is wrong with me these days? I rarely even speak this much unless it’s about business. Now I’m in my office having a fucking bromance pow-wow.
“What do you mean? You fucked her but you didn’t kiss her?” Roman asks, his brow pinched.
“I don’t… it’s just too personal.”
“I think you surpass personal when you see someone naked and have your mouth on every one of their body parts,” Nate says, chuckling.
“I don’t mean in that way,” I continue, wondering if I want to go down this road. “At the club, we don’t kiss. It’s too… I guess,intimateis the word I’m looking for.”
“And she’s okay with that? I mean, you just said you really like her, but you won’t kiss her? And what and where is this club you speak of?” Roman continues.
“The club is exclusive and private. It moves monthly and you need a very expensive app to get the location, not that either of you need it. And to answer your other question—I don’t know if she’s okay with it. She did say something.”
