“Say something,” I plead when a full five minutes has gone by.
She taps her index finger on her protruding lips. “I don’t knowwhatto say. For the first time in my life, I think I might be speechless.”
All of my senses are attuned to her, trying to make sense of her tone and expression. There’s not much for me to go on as far as her face is concerned, but she doesn’t sound mad. She lifts her hand, scratching her head.
“Both of them? At the same time?”
I roll my eyes, letting all my worry subside for the moment. “Of course that’s where you want to start.”
“Well can you blame me?! I’ve spent our entire adult lives praying you’d be free of cock one day and here you are bouncing on two dicks and hiding it from me?”
My jaw drops. “Aubrey doesn’t call it a cock.”
“Not with you. He damn sure called it one with his little dead girlfriend.”
“You’re insane.”
“You’re the one with pictures of her body on your computer,” she tosses back. “But we can talk about that later. Right now, I need to know how you managed to find two men who are obsessed with you AND each other.”
Knowing that Cal and Beck are living their love more publicly these days made me feel comfortable with sharing the full extent of their relationship with Monique. Since she’s one of the most open-minded people I know, I’m not at all surprised that she’s so accepting of the complexities of our dynamic.
“I don’t know,” I whisper, cheeks growing hot as I think of my loves. “But I’m so glad I did.”
Monique’s eyes glisten with the soft sheen of tears. “I’m glad you did too. You deserve that kind of goodness, and fuck Aubrey for trying to stand in the way of it.”
“Fuck Aubrey in general.”
Her brows shoot up, all the soft emotion disappearing to make way for humor. “Oh hell yes! I love this version of you! You should have been taking two dicks at once YEARS AGO!”
I throw my head back, hardy laughter pouring from my throat. “It’s not always two dicks at once.”
“But sometimes it is?!” she squeals, mischief lining her features.
“It was only once,” I admit. “We don’t usually have the time we need to prep for that.”
“Makes sense. I’ve never been DP’d myself, but I’ve heard it takes a lot of work to get your pussy ready for that kind of stretch.”
My entire face is hot. “Okayyyy, time to change to the subject.”
Monique cackles. “Don’t get shy on me now, girl. I’ve been in the dark for months, and I need you to show me the light!”
She throws her hands in the air, waving them like she’s in the pews of a church and the sermon being delivered to the crowd is speaking directly to her soul. When she’s done with her shenanigans, she laughs at my exasperation.
“Okay, okay. I’ll stop. Just tell me one thing, though.”
“Yes, I’ve hated every minute of lying to you, and I promise to never do it again even though I’m terrified that you knowing the truth about everything has put you in danger.”
The words tumble out of my mouth, and Monique rears back, hand on her chest as she digests them. “Girl, relax. I know you hate lying to me, and I understand your reasons. I’m a little worried about what me knowing everything means too, but I’m riding with you until the bitter end.”
I breathe a sigh of relief. “Okay.”
“That wasn’t what I wanted to know, though.”
“It wasn’t?”
“Nope.” She pops her lips on the ‘p’. “I want to know when you had the time.”
I bite my lip, thinking back to the first time I got to fall asleep between my men. “When we were in Vegas.”
