Jack, Troy, Marion, стр. 23
I smirk, “You don’t have to worry about that. I’d have you to deal with.”
“That’s right.”
“Jack, um, this all sounds interesting, and I’m seriously considering it.” I glance to Marion. “The idea of finally being able to touch you has me hard right now.” My gaze flies back to my friend. “But Jack, buddy, I’m not into guys.”
“Me neither. It’s all about her.”
Marion raises one of her slender eyebrows. “No chance of you two ever…come on!”
Jack shrugs, “Just like Bobby was born gay. I was born straight, and there’s nothing wrong with that.”
“Me too. Kissed a guy once in college because everyone was doing it. Felt like I was kissing rubber. There was no sensation at all. Didn’t do it for me. I tried again just to see if it was him, but nope, same thing next time. I’m not interested in your cock, Jack, sorry.”
“Well, I am!” Mar sighs, grabbing her bag. “Now, can we get out of here?”
Jack holds out his thick hand. “Wait. This all rides on one thing. I get to be with you alone, first.”
Something fires up in me and I start to argue, but Mar beats me to it.
“That doesn’t seem fair, Jack, does it?”
“This isn’t about fair. This is about happy. Troy just met you. He barely knows you, but he got to spend all that time alone while I’ve been restraining myself and longing to touch you.”
Her eyes go soft. “You longed to touch me?”
“Yeah, and with my face like this, making out isn’t ideal. So you’ll stay at my place until it is, and I’ll get that time he got.”
Dare I ask?
I dare.
“Wait, so Jack, when you said you get to be alone with Marion first, you meant hanging out?”
“Yeah. What’d you think I mean?” His eyes brighten. “Oh, you thought I meant sex? That wouldn’t have been a great way to start a balanced thing, would it?”
My shoulders relax, because as much as I would’ve given him what he wanted, it probably would’ve haunted us.
Mar walks to him and touches his shoulder, her fingers tenderly sliding down to take his hand. The other one has the gross tissue in it. “Jack, I would love to spend alone time with you.”
He’s gazing at her in a way that makes me barely recognize the man. “Good, then let’s go home.” He throws his arm around her and calls back to me. “I’ll call you in a few, Troy.”
I pause. “Oh…okay.” Following them out, I listen to her ask where he stayed. As he tells her, we walk up the corridor toward the parking lot, our new reality sinking in with me.
Watching Jack and Marion, my imagination fires up over all the ways this’ll be new for each of us. Scenarios play out in fantasies all the way to our cars.
Mar turns to say goodbye and Jack heads to his Tesla. “Are you excited, Troy?”
I cup her chin, give her a soft kiss. “You have no idea. I’ve been wanting to touch you so bad, and I’ll get to soon. Make sure his face heals quickly, will ya?”
She grins up at me.
As she bounces off with her new legs and fantastic future, I call out to Jack, “How do I know you won’t consummate this little arrangement without me?!”
He grins over the roof, “You don’t. Welcome to my world.”
“Ah ha! Funny!”
“You think I’m kidding?”
“Please tell me you don’t think I’m opening my own door, Jack. What’s wrong with you?”
He chuckles and walks back around the car. “You’re what’s wrong with me.”
She tilts her head and he plants a kiss on those soft lips I just had as my own.
But they’re not just mine anymore. How do I feel about that? Oddly, pretty damn good. Truth is, the woman is a handful. I could use the help. Jack won’t take any of her shit. Me, I’m too nice a guy, and she might have me wrapped around her pinky.
Might.
She’ll keep us busy, that’s for sure.
I climb into my car and drive home, head bouncing to the beat as I decide that yeah, I’m an Aquarius, the dreamer. He’ll ground us three in ways that feel right.
Jack has given me the opportunity of a lifetime, and I’m not just thinking about my app idea. By asking me to move in with Marion, he opened my life up to something I never thought I wanted.
Sounds corny, but who cares?
He made me fall in love.
Now that I have, he’s not stripping it from me. He could. She’d probably choose him if she had to choose one. But this way he gets to keep a little bit of that freedom he craves, the independence that his years have made him used to.
Somehow I’m a lucky bastard, and even though we’re in love with the same complicated woman, it’ll be fun. If it was any other guy besides Jack, I would never be down with this.
But I like him.
No, better than that…
I respect him.
And I have a feeling he won’t be intimidated by the size of my naked cock.
17
MAR
Bobby walks past Jack’s super soft leather couch where I’m reading a thriller novel, with his head in his phone, typing away.
“Done working, Bobby?”
“He’s all yours!” Pausing, he looks up. “Haven’t seen him in this good a mood, ever.” Giving me a wink, Bobby takes off. “Bye Marion!”
“Bye!” My smile falls back to my book and I pull up the furry throw blanket to get cozier.
It’s been a calm few days alone with Jack. He’s a man of so few words, I’m looking forward to seeing Troy again. It’s been nice, comfortable and a relief to not be tossed out just because he wants to see me naked.
But the truth is, put the two of them together and you’ve got the perfect man.
Troy I can talk to about anything.