Not true, but worth it to see Tom wince like that.
“Brought that on yourself,” Kelly told him.
I agreed.“He did.”
“Kelly’s mom says he’s not gay,” Tom said, probably happy to change the subject back.
“He’s not.He’s currently comfortable referring to himself as queer.He’s not a big labels guy.”Which might’ve been cause for concern, given our past, if he hadn’t been so open about his interest in me.
Okay, I was still a little smug about it.Basking in it.I’d waited fuckin’ long enough.
“Mmhm,” Kelly hummed.“And have you seen him since?”
“Every last inch of him,” I said matter-of-factly.
She asked, “And he’s treating you right?”
“He’s… amazing, yeah,” I admitted.“Nice dinners and theater dates and shit.Incredible dick, too.”
“Really?”She snorted.“He looks like one of those self-centered jock types who would be all about himself in bed.”
“Girl.Please.”I side-eyed her viciously.“I mean, we haven’t gotten too adventurous yet, just feeling it out, but I haven’t been fucked this good in a long time.”
Which was also part of why I just wanted to beon himall the time.And was starting to let the whole “bossy power bottom” act slide.
After three weeks, patterns became obvious.Even my own patterns.
“I want to meet him,” Kelly said.
“You did.”Or I wouldn’t be dealing with this inquisition.
“No, really meet him.Like in context as your boyfriend.”
“First of all, he’s not my boyfriend.Second, you never met my other boyfriends.”
Tom piped up again: “No, we met that one guy.Roy.And the other guy in the polycule, uh—”
“Toby.Don’t remind me.”I made a face
“Is he sleeping over?”Tom asked.
Ugh, not him too.“No.”
“Are you?”Kelly asked.
“No.”I glared.“We’re not U-Haul lesbians, Kelly.Jesus.”
Tom shook his head.“Sleeping over after a few weeks isn’t that fast.Does he work outside the city or something?Where’s he live?”
“Actually, my place is closer to where he works.He lives in Robinson.”
“But he’s never stayed?”
I tried not to snap.“I never asked him.”
Tom asked, “You just kick him out at night?”
“No, I just…” I trailed off, frustrated, and fake-focused on merging to give myself a minute.“When he says he should go, I say okay, see you later.”
