Page 12 of Enjoying the Band in Lockdown

“And now?” I swallowed, hard. What if the reason Jax hadn’t come to my bed, was because he had other options? How would I feel—I knew how I’d feel. Undeservedly jealous as all shit.

“Why would I want another woman when I’ve got you?”

“Well, that would make sense if you ever actually had me.” I tried to hide my relief within banter.

“What do you want to know?”

“What sort of women do you usually like?” This time, I resisted to ask him about implants. Mine were all natural. More than a handful, but obviously not enhanced.

“All women.”

“No, seriously, what’s your type?”

“Women.”

“Seriously, Jax. Women is a broad church.”

“No kidding. I like women. That’s why I don’t settle down because I like athletic. I like women who have legs like racehorses, but I also like curves I can drown in. I like shaved and I like finding the gold within the forest. I like all colors of eyes, sometimes I like personality, but mostly I don’t like being bored.”

“Am I the only woman you don’t like?”

“Who says I don’t like you?”

“Then why’d you reject me. You know, kiss me for a day without wanting to do anything else.” His rejection had been part of the reason I’d run away. Yes, Xavier had hurt my feelings, not wanting to tell his brother about me, or us. But it had been Jax’ push-pull messing with my head that made me want to protect myself by getting away from the one man who refused to be mine.

“Sydney, you’re a smart girl. Why’d you think?”

Instead of answering, I straightened in the seat. Focusing on the burnt national park on either side of the road back home. The Australian bush fire had devastated the countryside. Except, even now, there were green offshoots. The country wanted to try again. Why couldn’t I?

“I don’t like getting bored. I figured if we hook-up, it’d be over. I wanted to mess with you, have some fun.”

“You really did my head in, you know that?” Admitting to myself as much as Jax. Hoping he couldn’t hear my voice break. Damn those tears.

“Is that why you left? Or was it him?” Jax nodded towards Xavier, who’d taken a seat at the back of the bus.

“Let’s just say that Xavier always made me feel sexy, but never promised me a tomorrow.”

“And Devon?”

“Devon is an amazing fuck.” I blushed, missing my sister and friends from back home. Imagining their horror if I described these men and how much I’d been learning about myself through three bodies. “I like the way Devon feels.”

“What’s it about having them both at the same time that turns you on.”

“Why? Haven’t you ever had a threesome?”

“Sure. But I’ve never had another cock involved.”

“Well, what was it about a threesome that you liked?”

“Variety.” Jax said without a pause, before adding, “Two for the price of one. Sometimes I’ve said yes to two women and can’t choose. I give them the choice, share me or go without.”

“And they always choose to share?”

“You should know.”

“I guess it’s kind of the same with Xavier and Devon together.” I didn’t want to explore emotions with Jax, just feelings. “With the two of them, my whole body is alive. I don’t know how to describe it, but with the two of them, I feel satisfied.”

“Then, fuck babe,” Jax snorted. “If it takes two guys to make you satisfied then you haven’t been with the right guy.”

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