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“Without Caroline there to take care of her, the rest of the cult turned her in to Child Protective Services. Then CPS tracked Logan down and notified him about the situation at the funeral.”
“How’s he taking it?”
“Not great. The whole situation is pretty shitty, actually.”
“I don’t blame him.” I tried to imagine how I would feel if I randomly found out that I had a seven year old daughter. I shivered at the thought.
“What’s going to happen to Claire?” I wondered out loud. “Is he going to… keep her? Or give her up for adoption? I don’t know what the law requires in a situation like that.”
I felt Braden shrug. “I’m not sure either. In his defense, he took her in without hesitation. Spent ten grand at Ikea: a Disney bed, matching bedsheets and pillows, clothes, school supplies, backpacks, Nintendo Switch, everything. It came at a really shitty time, though, since he’s been traveling for work. Lots of away games in a row. But he’s doing his best. Better than a lot of guys would in his situation. I’d be a fuckingmessif that happened to me.”
“I was literally just thinking the same thing about me.” I shook my head. “Thanks for filling me in.”
Braden smirked. “Oh, I’d like to be filling you in all right.”
I giggled and turned back around to rest against him. “Let’s get back to the game. I think I want to know more about you before we go for round two.”
“Fair enough. I’ll up the stakes by making the game sexy.” He leaned forward and kissed my neck. “I lost my virginity when I was thirteen. I’ve never had sex in public. The first time I had sex, it was anal.”
“Ohh, that’s a tough one,” I replied. “It’s either your first or third statement. Umm. Thirteen. That has to be a lie, right?”
“I was thirteen, and my babysitter was fifteen,” he revealed.
“What!”
“She asked if I wanted to touch her boobs, so of course I said:yes please. Then she let me touch her other places.”
“So the lie was about anal sex, then?”
He shook his head. “My babysitter was saving herself for marriage. She was a good Catholic schoolgirl, with the skirt and stockings and everything. So…”
“So you convinced her to let you stick it somewhere else?” I asked with a laugh.
“Hey! It washeridea! She came prepared, with lube and everything! I only lasted like three little pumps. She told me I was really good at it. In retrospect, she might have been lying to me.” Braden thrust his hands in the air. “YES! Go! Go all the way!”
We paused to watch the touchdown on TV.
“Sorry, I got distracted,” he said. “Okay, where were we?”
“We were laughing about how you lost your virginity. I guess the lie was about never having sex in public, then?”
“Ferris wheel. My summer home from Junior year.” He sighed wistfully. “I definitely lasted more than three pumps that time. Your turn. Twosexytruths, and asexylie.”
I sat upright and pondered my options. I had areallygood one, but wasn’t sure if I should use it.
“Whatever you’re considering saying,” Braden said with a knowing smile, “I think you should just say it. Don’t hold back.”
“Well, in that case.” I finished the rest of my glass of wine and set the glass down. “Before last week, I’d never had a threesome before. I hate the taste of semen. And third… the hardest I’ve ever come was during anal sex.”
Both of Braden’s blond eyebrows shot up. “Wow, you didn’t hold back at all.”
I refilled my wine glass from the bottle. “Nope! Now guess.”
“I believe that you’ve never had a threesome before our sexy limo ride,” Braden said slowly. “And I believe that you hate the taste of semen. Which means the anal sex is a lie.”
I grinned over the top of the wine glass. “Nope.”
He gasped. “Oh snap, Beth! Dropping truth bombs in here.” He sat up and crossed his legs underneath him, then took the bottle of wine from me to refill his own glass. “Let’s hear the story. Spillallthe details. Leave nothing out.”
