It turns out, a great orgasm makes me brave.“If you still have feelings for Sterling, why haven’t you gotten back with him?”
Lucky’s chest rises and falls with a long breath.“Because I’m in love with you.”
Oh.
“Look, I’ve loved that man most of my life, and a part of me always will.”
“What if you could have both of us?”
“Well, that’s the dream, isn’t it?”
Yes, it is.I curl tighter around him.
“Feel good?”he asks.
Sparks trickle along my skin where he’s gently stroking my back.
All I can manage is a contented hum.It’s as close to a dream as it’s possible to get, consciousness a soft and syrupy thing that will come later.For now, I have the warm embers of pleasure running through my veins, a great job, and Lucky, who has reignited wonder within me, freely offered anything and everything I could ever need, and proven what I knew to be true—that there are people with endless kindness in their hearts, who brighten the world and illuminate its beauty.
Getting to sun myself in Lucky’s glow is a joy I am grateful for every day.
* * *
I’m going to need an ice bath after that!
But what about Sterling?(go to 50)
The coast is clear.
Lucky is busy talking with Bryan by the front door, and the other viewers are distracted.I enter the bathroom and lock the door, turning on the overhead fan.It should drown out the noise I’m about to make.
As soon as I open the cabinet under the sink, my hopes lift.The P-trap is backtracking into a ninety-degree elbow, but the joint is loose—a temporary installation that they likely planned to glue later, but never came back for.Shoddy work, honestly.
Perfect.
* * *
Are you sure you want to damage someone else’s property?
yes(go to 57)
I’ll be good(go to 77)
“No, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“If you’re sure.”
Am I?
The silence grows limbs, knocking us both off course.
“Maybe I should go,” Lucky says, and I have the sinking feeling I won’t see him again if he walks out the door.“I think we could really help each other, but I respect your decision.”
Everything is moving too fast.When I woke up this morning, I had a job, an apartment, a life.
When he reaches the door, I find my legs, rushing over and catching his arm.“Wait, um, I just wanted to say thank you, for this afternoon.It meant a lot.”
He leans in and kisses my cheek.“My pleasure.”
