“Only real men can handle the pain.” Evan smirks.
Axel flips him off as do the other guys.
“No wonder you and Sienna fuck like rabbits. It has nothing to do with the pregnancy hormones and all to do with the pierced dick,” Stacey teases.
“Shhh …” Sienna giggles.
“Hang on, what happened that first night?” Christian asks.
“When Sienna accidentally walked into my room, not her own?” Evan asks.
“I don’t know this story,” Vannessa adds.
“Oh, I guess I forgot so much stuff has happened since then. It was after we went out. We came home trashed, and allyour rooms downstairs look the same, and I thought I was in my room, but it turns out I had stumbled into Evan’s,” Sienna explains.
“Don’t lie, babe, it was on purpose, you wanted me then as much as I wanted you.” Evan smirks.
“Then the next night I caught you getting a blowjob from a groupie in the bushes,” Sienna says, raising a brow at her husband.
“Not my finest of moments,” Evan says, kissing his wife on the temple. “I was a dick when we first started dating. Wish I knew then what I know now, it would have saved us a whole lot of pain.”
“Some bits sucked, but if we hadn’t gone through them, we wouldn’t be so happy now,” Sienna says, smiling up at him.
“I’m the luckiest man in the world, guys.” Evan grins widely as he grabs Sienna’s face and kisses the hell out of her.
“Ragnar, what’s your secret?” I grin, wondering if the awesome foursome will spill the beans on what they have been up to. Oscar looks like a deer caught in headlights and starts to stumble over his words.
“I like girls, and I slept with Jackson,” Stacey confesses, her eyes landing on Olivia for a few beats before looking elsewhere.
“And I slept with Stacey, Oscar, and Jackson,” Olivia blurts out.
Holy shit.
“What!” Vanessa gasp.
“Did I hear that right?” Sienna asks Evan.
Christian is staring at his twin like he’s a stranger.
“Sorry …” Olivia winces as the magnitude of what she’s just spilled comes to light.
“Um, I think you guys are going to have to back up and tell us what the hell is going on,” I ask them.
“I’m not ashamed of the fun I’ve had with these two,” Stacey states seriously. “Like Oscar and I said, we aren’t conventional.”
You could hear a pin drop at the table.
“It’s only a club thing,” Oscar adds.
Everyone is still slack-jawed over this revelation.
“When did it start?” I ask, trying to kick the gossip along and pretending I know nothing.
“Monaco, during the bachelorette. I decided that weekend I was going to have fun,” Olivia confesses.
“Sounds like you did.” I chuckle, which earns me a glare from Axel.
“We were all consenting adults,” Oscar adds.
