Well, this is turning out exactly how I hoped. She pulls me up, and we start jumping together while laughing. The bed dips below us as we jump, causing me to almost tumble several times.
“When did this become official?” Trinity scolds, pushing me down on the bed by my shoulder and landing next to me.
I sigh, placing my hands on my lower stomach. “Almost two weeks ago.”
“And you’re just telling me now?!”
“We’ve only seen each other once since he and I made it official.” I smile innocently, missing him already.
Trinity raises a brow. “And did that prevent you from speaking?”
“No,” I squeak, shying away from my scary friend.
She purses her lips for a second before jumping on top of me. “It’s okay. I forgive you. Tell me everything.”
And that’s exactly what I do. I go into detail about everything that has led us to where we are today.
After I finish, Trinity stares blankly at me. “He ate you out in a supply closet on his shoulders?”
I lightly nudge her, and she gasps.
“The one thing you got from my story is that?”
“I’m sorry, but that’s hard to get over.” She scowls, fanning herself with her hand. “How was the experience?”
The best thing I’ve ever felt emotionally and physically.
“Exactly how it sounds,” I claim, making Trinity groan.
“I’m informing Leonidas of this position.”
“Ew! I didn’t need to know that, Trinity!” I cringe, almost vomiting at the mere thought of my brother’s sex life.
“What, girls help out girls, right? Thanks for the inspiration.”
I scowl, hitting her face with the pillow that was lying in my lap a second ago.
“Okay, okay! I’m sorry.” She dodges the second pillow swing that comes her way. “But I’m guessing you don’t want your brothers to know yet?” Even though she says it like she’s questioning me, it comes out more as a statement.
We all know they shouldn’t find out yet.
Shaking my head, I drop my face in my hands. “I hate that I have to keep this a secret because I always tell them everything, but I know how Leonidas will react. It won’t be good. And Elijah will be miserable, and his mood reflects on everyone else around him.”
“Are we talking about the same Elijah here?” She places a hand on my knee. “He only wants you to be happy. Sure, it’ll take some time to adjust to the idea, but I can promise you, he won’t be upset.”
Looking up from my hands, I give her a stressed glance. “I just hate disappointing people, you know? I’ve made them worry about me for years, and that worry turned into anxiety if I was healthy and eating. I don’t want to cause them any more pain.”
“You can’t control if they worry about you. That’s because they love you. If they didn’t worry, there wouldn’t be any love,” she says passionately. “You’re going to stay alone and miserable your entire life because of everyone’s opinions around you? We all know they’re going to be upset, seeing you with anyone, regardless of who it is.”
“They are pretty protective.” I chuckle, blinking past my tired tears. “I just … I don’t want to disappoint the two people who’ve always been there for me.”
“They’ll get over it. Those guys love you more than anything.”
The feelings are mutual. I don’t think I would be here today if it wasn’t for my brothers.
My shoulders sag as I pinch the bridge of my nose. “When do you think I should tell them?”
“Whenever you feel the time is right, but they should hear it from you. Take that advice from someone who wished the truth had come out because the person wanted to tell me and not because they owed me an explanation.”
