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“Your brother knows everyone.” Alys didn’t sound impressed.
“Not Robert Smith,” I said.
Maddox crossed his arms and sank in his seat. “He might. You don’t know.”
Was he upset that Xander knew so many people or that there might be one he didn’t?
Maddox was complicated when it came to his relationship with his older brother.
“Anyway, the porn isn’t the point. Dude backpacked across the fucking world. How cool is that?” Was that actual awe in Alys’s voice?
I loved the idea, but not the practicality of making a transatlantic trek. “So he didn’t have a job.”
“He did odd jobs for cash wherever he went,” Alys said. “That’s part of the movie. And then there was the porn thing. He found what he loved and made a living at it.”
“I thought the porn wasn’t the point.” My retort was dry.
“You want to make porn, we can make porn,” Maddox said. “I have a camera. I have multiple cameras.”
“Who are you going to film?” Alys asked.
Maddox looked between her and me. “The two of you. You never let me watch when you do it.”
Alys and I hooked up a lot when we were younger, but life and other relationships meant that over time we slowed down the with benefits part of our friendship. “We don’t do it that often anymore.”
The way Maddox screwed his face up was comical. “You probably have to if you want to be in porn. That’s a staple of the business—doing it.”
I wasn’t interested in porn. But the idea of watching Alys with Maddox…
Wow, my head was going places today it shouldn’t.
“I don’t want to do porn.” Alys threw a wadded up napkin at him. “That’s not the point.”
“What is the point again?” I asked.
Alys laughed. “I don’t even remember anymore.”
The next few weeks, spending more time with them, acting like we used to, were going to be a blast.
And one last chance for me to enjoy the fuck out of their company before I told them I was leaving.
2
Alys
Some days the past hit harder than normal. Running into my asshole ex for the second time in six months, just a few days ago, had nagged me since.
Add to that the maybe-maybe-not-baby…
Yeah, I might be pregnant. The home test said yes and Planned Parenthood said no, and I was in a holding pattern until I could see a doctor on Monday. If I was knocked-up, it was the result of a one-night stand that was definitely more about the physical connection than the intellectual one. Only Maddox knew, because he’d seen the box for the home test in my trash.
I’d rather not tell anyone if there was nothing to tell, and I had no idea how I was going to deal with raising another life. I couldn’t even keep my own head screwed on straight. On top of that, the flashbacks to my break-up with Don from more than a decade ago were painful.
We hadn’t seen Onyx in a few weeks though, and talking online wasn’t the same, so I refused to let the negative and the unknown ruin tonight.
It did bum me out a bit that I couldn’t drink with Onyx and Maddox when they couldn’t decide which small batch summer beer flavor they wanted to try at Joystick’s, so they had them all.
The day as a whole was good though. After breakfast—lunch?—at Gage’s, we’d spent the day planning. Or, we called it that. It was hard to plan for what was coming, so really we were silly, and it was great.
