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In fact, I was quite prepared to play on her love for Slick to get what I wanted, but if I did, some part of Summer would always hold back from Slick. And that would be damaging. Shoulders drawn back, determination running through my body, I followed the woman who held three people’s futures in her gentle hands.
Summer
Making coffee took a few minutes and allowed me to gather my thoughts. Irish and her arrival had thrown me off stride, and I needed this brief time to breathe and steel myself for whatever announcement she had. When I turned back, I found her sitting calmly at my small table, arms resting on it as she leaned slightly forward.
The determination on her face gave me pause, and then I realised Irish couldn’t control me or my feelings.
Regardless ofherfeelings, she was here for a reason, and she wanted me to hear it. So be it. Despite the fact I wanted to dislike her, I understood this wasn’t her fault entirely. Yes, she’d known about me, but Slick loved her, and vice versa. He also loved me, and that was the conundrum.
“Talk,” I said, sitting down and handing her a coffee.
Irish twisted the mug in her hands. Clearly, whatever she was about to say was going to be a bombshell.
“Slick needs you for his gentle side so he can nurture, love, and release that part of him. But you’ll never understand his darkness, the monster he also has. For you, Slick will deny that side and cut a vital part of himself out. He’ll stay true to you because he loves you, but he’ll never be himself again. But he’d do it for you.
“If he chose me, he’d be the opposite. Slick would hide and smother that softer part of him because I only know darkness and the night. Again, he’d not be his true self. Whichever one of us he picks, Slick will lose a part of himself. The question is, how much do we love him to find a compromise?”
“I’m listening,” I replied. I twisted my mug between my hands, mimicking Irish unconsciously.
“Why can’t he have both of us?” Irish asked.
I stared at her, stunned, as seconds ticked past, wondering if I’d truly heard what she said.
“Sorry?” I finally stuttered.
“I said, why can’t he have both of us?” Irish repeated, and my eyes narrowed.
“Look, you’re attractive and all that, but I’m not into women. If you’re bisexual, great, but I’m not,” I replied.
My mind was stunned. Did Irish really think I’d go for a threesome?
“Well, that’s good to know. But I’m not bisexual, either. What I am saying is you aren’t capable of the darkness I am, and there is no way I could ever be you. So why don’t we both keep him? You provide the soft touch he needs, and I can be his nightmare,” Iris said.
My head shook of its own volition. What Irish was saying was crazy. I didn’t want to be the other woman or know that Slick kept Irish as a mistress on the side. I began to rise to my feet when Irish held a hand out.
“Please wait and listen to me,” she asked.
Irish
This was it, the crunch point. Almost everything depended on this moment, and only Summer could offer three people happiness.
“I don’t want a family or kids. In fact, I’m due for an operation to have my tubes tied. That’s how strongly I feel about it. On the other hand, I bet you’re desperate for children and a family. Either one of us could walk away with Slick, but we’d only get half the man we love. So, no, I don’t want to be sister wives with you. But why can’t you be wife to us both? You have children with Slick and raise them, and I can dote on them like a loving aunt. Slick would get the family and wife he needs and craves.
“At the same time, I would be his other woman, the one who can give him the dominant and kinky sex he likes with me. I canbe his sidekick when his darkness rises, and he can be himself. Like Slick, I’d be happy to come home to a hot dinner and relax with good company. There’s no fooling myself. I’m not a homemaker, but you are Summer. And while you’re gorgeous, I don’t want to have sex with you. But if we can figure out a way to exist with each other, we can make all three of us happy,” I said.
Disbelief was firmly etched on Summer’s face. I’d expected it.
“What are you suggesting?” Summer asked.
“I’m suggesting we set up a house together, a large house. One side yours, and one mine. And Slick chooses who he wants to be with each night. To be honest, I couldn’t handle more than two nights a week. I don’t like being smothered or felt I’m being spied upon. Other than my two nights, Slick stays with you for the other five.
“You have his children. I don’t want them. I’m happy to spoil your kids and be a great auntie, but nope, not raising them or giving birth. Honestly, I don’t want that responsibility. You give Slick and me a home. But again, I stress that I don’t want a wife. Just a friend who cares about me, I suppose, and will let me look after her too. I don’t have the gentleness you have, but I am protective. And you’d be someone I’d be quite happy over spoiling and protecting,” I said.
“But you don’t want a wife,” Summer stated dryly.
“No. I want to share in Slick’s life with you and provide the darkness he needs, but he needs you more. He’ll want to snuggle with someone, and I hate that. Slick will want to spoil his woman, and I’d like to spoil her, too. It would be nice to get up in the morning and have someone make breakfast. Then say goodbye and have a good day.
“I’d like to come home from work and know there’ll be a hot dinner and good conversation waiting for me. Then, while I take myself off to do what I want, I know the man I love is being spoiled and looked after. I’d like a couple of kids to spoil but notraise or have to be a major part of their life. A simple life is all I ask for, but I don’t think I’ll get it unless you agree.
