Is this selfish of me? Maybe.
Is this a little fucked up? Sure.
But is this really bad?
“We’re here,” Nero said, the car now parked on the street in front of my house, looking at me with both hunger and nervousness in his eyes.
This was the man I’ve loved for years.
I’m not going to ruin tonight by overthinking things when all four of us are in on this consensual—albeit unconventional—situation.
And after years of being the ‘good girl’?
I think I’ve done enough good that I can afford to be bad for all three loves of my life.
24
COSETTE
Ibarely felt my feet touch the ground before Nero was on me, his lips attacking mine in a flurry of hungry kisses. In turn, I wrapped my arms around his neck, letting my fingers run through his nape and up into his hair.
“Fuck me,” he exhaled against my lips as I felt him shiver at the touch, and I wasn’t able to stop myself from joking as I replied, “I’ve been trying to.”
We continued to make out like we were having a battle between our tongues, and with Nero’s arms supporting me by my waist, we walked to the front door.
To say I was impressed that I managed to unlock the door without having to pull away from him would be an understatement. I didn’t want to break the spell, because I know for a fact that if I stopped, I would get all shy and I wouldn’t be meeting his kisses with the same urgency this confidently.
Turns out, though? We really should’ve stopped.
“Nero?”
Shit.
Shit, shit, shitballs.
I could feel the temperature turn down from blazing hot to frozen cold in a second.
I looked towards the couch, where the voice originated, as the embarrassment of the moment finally hit me.
“Dad.”
How could I forget he’s home from his trip?!
“What in the actual— you,” he said, looking at me with wide eyes, before turning to Nero with much narrower ones as he pointed a finger at him. “Andyou. I trusted you. Let you into my house. And you’ve been hiding this from me? I’ve seen the looks you throw at my daughter ever since you broke up with Andy, but god, I trusted you both! How could you hide this from me?”
“Look, dad, it’s not?—“
Wait, what did he just say?
“What do you mean ‘the looks’? This is… all of this is new. It’s our first date tonight.”
“Ba-ha! Yeah, right.Eh mas malagkit pa sa kanin ang titig sa’yo nitong lalaking ‘to eh!”
Oh, he’s madmadif he’s talking in Filipino.
“Dad. I promise tonight was our first date. We’re not trying to hide anything from you.”
Of course I’ve been keeping my two boyfriends secret from him, but that’s out of the topic at hand. I need to defuse the situation. I didn’t want my dad mad at him. Not when he’s Nero’s only current father figure.
