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By comparison, I looked like a tropical bird in my brilliant plumage, ready to strut around him to attract his attention. My jeans were so distressed they needed a good therapist, and I’d decided to wear the mesh shirtI’d watched him jerk off with when I’d left it in his room. He’d noticed what shirt it was, and watching his cheeks turn pink had been glorious. My hair was held back with my favorite pair of green goggles, and I wore enough custom-made silver bangles to make an entire 80s girl band envious. My eyeliner was flawless.
“You look edible,” I assured him.
That only made him look more uncomfortable. “Am I even allowed to be here?” He subtly flexed his hand until I let go.
“You’re engaged to a man. You’re gay enough to be here. Hell, straight people hang out here, too. Don’t be afraid.”
“I’m not afraid. I just feel…like a fake.”
“You’re still shy about being out. I get it.”
He trailed after me to the bar, where I ordered a couple of beers.
“Relax. I’ve been here before. No one is going to give you a hard time.”
The bartender plonked our beers down on the bar and moved down to where a group of women were laughing. One of them was wearing a white sash declaring she was the ‘bride to be.’
“Did Tarryn have a bachelorette party before the two of you got married?”
“Neither of us were legally old enough to drink,” he reminded me. “Her female relatives threw her a wedding shower, though. We got a lot of bath towels and crystal vases.” He sipped his beer. “We also got three fondue sets.”
“Oh.” I had no idea what a fondue set was, but that fact alone led me to believe they weren’t something most newlyweds needed three of.
We found a table near the dancefloor. As usual, their DJ was amazing, and the floor was filled with people dancing, shout-talking, laughing.
“I never got used to going out to bars. We did it a bit when we were old enough, but we didn’t have money to waste on a cover charge, let alone on expensive drinks.”
“But you go to them for work.”
“Yes, but that’s not really fun. It’s slightly less awful than sitting in a boardroom.”
“Even when there are half-naked women dancing for you and serving you drinks?”
“Tarryn is hotter to me than any of those women, and I’m in love with her. How can a random dancer at a club compete with that?”
The bachelorette party was trying to catch our attention from across the room. I ignored them, and Loïc seemed completely oblivious.
“You’ve never been tempted to cheat on her?”
“Never.”
“Present company excepted?”
“You were supposed to be for her, not me.”
“You weren’t the slightest bit attracted to me in the beginning?”
“I…I have no idea. I thought I admired you—you look like you take care of yourself, and you’re striking. If anything, it was a case of seeing you and briefly wishing I could be you, at least in the looks department. What you did to me in the hotel room and how I reacted completely blew my mind.”
“Well, if it’s any consolation, I never planned on being with another man as long as I lived. I’d never even topped a man before. I only knew what I was doing based on what had been done to me—or what hadn’t been done that would have made things easier.” I took a swig of my beer and considered him for a moment. “I hated you for loaning out your wife to a stranger, but now I objectively understand it. I can’t see myself ever being cool with sharing her with someone other than you, though.”
I hoped this wouldn’t be too hard of a concession for him.
“Watching the two of you together will be enough to scratch that itch for me.” He didn’t even hesitate.
Good. At least we were on the same page with that. “I don’t think she wanted you to share her in the first place.”
He sighed. “I can see that now, in retrospect.”
