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I kiss her cheek and lift her chin. “Will you let me do that for you?”
“You make it sound like I’m doing you a favor, not the other way around.”
“Your permission is a gift, Snowflake. Never forget that.”
Her eyes are soft. “We can make each other feel good again?”
“Whatever you want, however you want it.” I brush my lips over hers. “Come on. Let’s go upstairs.”
I tug her toward the stairs and motion her ahead of me. But she comes to a grinding halt when we reach my door. I stumble into her back and settle a hand on her hip to keep from knocking us both over. Lovey is still sprawled out on my bed, sheets thrown off, body pillow hugged to her side.
“The fuck?” Winter spins around, her expression reflecting confusion, disbelief, and outright disgust. She points to my door and whispers, “Is that Lovey?”
I hold my hands up. “I can explain.”
The color has drained from Winter’s face. “What the fuck is even going on?”
Lovey bolts upright. “I’m awake! What time is it?”
I realize how bad this must look, especially after I convinced Winter to come upstairs so I could distract her with orgasms. Lovey is sleeping in my bed. I look shady as fuck.
Lovey’s eyes go wide. “Oh. Oh, no. This isn’t what it looks like, Winter.”
“So you didn’t spend the night in BJ’s bed?” Winter turns to me, hands flailing. “And you didn’t just offer me orgasms while Lovey is sleeping in your goddamn bed? That’s not what’s happening here?”
“Oh wow. Okay…” Lovey’s eyes are frantic. “Well, I guess it’s sort of how it looks, but not really. I’m not supposed to still be here. I was supposed to leave a while ago.”
“Lovey, you’re not helping,” I mutter.
“We had sex in that bed last night.” Winter shakes her head. “Or early yesterday morning. And now you’re having a sleepover with Lovey? Why would you do that? Why would you fuck me and then let another girl sleep in your bed?”
I raise my hands. “You’re jumping to conclusions.”
“How can I not jump to conclusions?” She steps back, putting distance between us. “Is this a thing for you two? Like, is it a kink or something?” Winter seems completely shell-shocked. “Because I’m not into threesomes. Or sharing. Or open relationships or whatever the hell is going on between the two of you—not that I think we’re a couple or anything, but this is like…really fucked up.”
“Lovey is my best friend.” I stay firmly planted in front of the stairs.
“With benefits? I knew this was too damn good to be true,” she mutters.
“Can I explain?” I run a hand through my hair, scrambling to find a way to put her at ease.
“Oh please, this should be interesting.” Her tone is laced with sarcasm, but her voice wavers.
Lovey is now standing in the doorway, wringing her hands. Conflict is not her strong suit.
“There’s nothing going on between me and Lovey. She’s like my sister.”
Winter’s nose wrinkles. “Is that supposed to make me feel better? Siblings of the opposite sex in their twenties don’t usually sleep beside each other unless they’re in a VC Andrews novel.”
“I don’t know who VC Andrews is.”
“She writes forbidden romance,” Lovey jumps in helpfully. “They’re kind of incest-y. Flowers in the Attic was made into a movie. More than once actually. The brother and sister—never mind.” She turns to Winter. “When we got back here, you were already asleep. BJ and I started talking, but we must have fallen asleep too. I’m sure out of context this looks really bad, but I swear, BJ and I are just friends. That’s it.”
“I’m so weirded out. How the hell can you sleep beside each other and not…do stuff?” Winter rubs her temple. “That would be like temptation nation.”
“We’ve kissed twice.”
“Seriously, Lovey?” I give her a what-the-fuck look.
