"You're okay with me going out with Leif?"
"Absolutely," he said with a nod.
"And if it goes further?" I asked tentatively.
"If you're asking if I'm okay if you fuck him, the answer is yes," Forrest said. "As long as you're ready for it, then there's no reason why you should hold back."
"Wouldn't you be jealous?" I asked. Weren't most men?
"I'll be as envious as fuck when he has his cock in your pussy," Forrest said. "But I'm okay with it. However, I want to hear all the details."
"Allthe details?" I asked.
Was I hearing him right?
He leaned over and softly said, "Every. Single. One. If you want to video it so I can watch, or better yet, stream it live to me."
I swallowed hard. I wasn't sure if I could do that, but the way he said it, he made me want to try.
"You wouldn't want to be there in person?" I asked.
Okay, where did that come from? Possibly from me reading a ton of romance books where the woman had multiple boyfriends. Was that something I wanted? In theory, yes, but what would it be like in practice?
Forrest surprised me by saying, "Of course I would, but one step at a time. There's no need to rush into anything, not unless you want to, and I know you don't."
"No, I don't," I agreed. "One step at a time sounds good to me."
"Then that's what we'll do." He made it sound so easy, like it was all decided and that was that.
As for me? It was going to take some time to get my head around the idea, much less actually acting on it.
"Sable," he said, breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Yes?" I asked.
"We're at your apartment." He nodded toward the car window.
I looked over. How long had we been parked there? Long enough, apparently.
"I'll walk you inside," Forrest said.
I wanted to say I could walk myself, but the Woody factor made me nod in agreement, and wait for him before I got out of the car.
CHAPTER 14
SABLE
I didn't hear from any of them until three days later when I got a text from Leif, suggesting we meet on the other side of town.
After hesitating for a few minutes, I agreed and asked for the address. He sent it immediately, as if he'd typed it out and waited for me to respond before pressing send.
I knew the area, but not well. Should I make an excuse and not go?
No, if I was going to live my life, I needed to take chances. What was the worst thing that could happen? Okay, it could be a set-up involving Woody, or who knows what else, but my instincts said otherwise. I wanted to trust Leif. If I was going to do that, I had to give him the benefit of the doubt.
I looked up the address and thought about taking the subway, but I took a ride-share instead. Only getting into the vehicle when I confirmed Woody wasn't the driver.
I couldn't decide if I was being rational or paranoid. I decided I was beingcareful, and sat back to let the driver take me to the address Leif sent.
