“She’s right,” Malachi agreed. “It’s impressive. I like people who go out of their way to help others. You get my do-gooder of the week award. It’s invisible but highly sought after.” He grinned. “Are you two staying for the movies?”
“Just the first one.” Scarlet took a sip of her drink. “What is it?Zombocalypse? OrDead People 3? For a fashionista my girl has the most appalling taste in movies. If you’re seeing them, we could sit together? As long as you don’t mind my shrieks.”
The offer set him back on his heels, but then Reece quirked an eyebrow for a second. One was a yes, one was a no. He could take a hint.
“No. I don’t want to butt in. Nice of you to...” The pained expression on Scarlet’s face made him pause.
“I’d like to talk some more.”
“Scarlet!” Reece shook her head then glanced about. “Not here.”
“I’m being discreet. Come on, they’re going in. Please?”
Malachi thought. She must have her reasons. “Sure. Tell me to go if you change your mind.”
“We will. Ow!” Reece hissed and shot a glare at Scarlet. That had to be a pinch. She lowered her voice. “You knownotin public.” Holding popcorn and a drink cup, she was helpless to do anything in return.
Scarlet’s reply was equally quiet but her eyes gleamed. “Shush, kitten. Move it or I’ll do it again.”
“Ugh. I’m getting even when we get home.”
“Sure. Just try it and see what it gets you.” She looked back at him. “You coming?”
Why miss a chance to be with them? He strolled up beside Scarlet. “I’ll come as long as you pinch me too.”
She snorted a laugh and they walked into the theater.
The movie,Zombocalypse, turned out to be less interesting than Scarlet. She’d sat in the middle between him and Reece. Even in the dark he could see the tips of her white-blond hair almost glow and the side of her neck flowed with light when she turned. So pretty.
At first she was quiet, as if wondering how to broach the topic she had in mind. Reece happily munched on popcorn while chortling at the crazier antics onscreen.
“Enough fake blood being thrown about to feed a city of vampires,” he whispered. There was no one close to them. They’d found front seats while most had crowded into the back half of the cinema.
The screams grew louder. “Oh my god! That must have hurt.” Reece coughed as if a handful of popcorn had gone down the wrong way. “Can you walk without a top half? I mean, normally?”
“Yuck.” Scarlet grimaced. Then she ducked her head as if looking at the boot of her foot where she’d propped it on her opposite knee. “Malachi, are you okay to talk right now?” She peeked at him.
“Sure. I’m not missing any great moments of cinema. I come to laugh and relax.”
“Well, I’m depriving you of that then.”
“No. I’m happy. Just sitting with both of you has made my night. Swear it on a stack of bibles.” More screams, more blood. He frowned. “Or a stack of bodies. When will they ever learn not to separate when a monster is after you?”
Scarlet chuckled. “Silly, Malachi. Staying together would mean that people are smart and smart people don’t die blood gruesome deaths.”
“Right.” He nodded. “So what’s up? What did you want to talk about?”
“Well, Reece insists she isn’t really a sub and she’s fighting it hard.”
“Shh.” Reece leaned across. “I can hear you two, you know. I’m in my element organizing and taking charge, Malachi. I have more Domme in me than anything. If, I say,if, we have to get your advice again, then I’m going to be the one you teach.”
Before he could answer, Scarlet spoke. “I haven’t asked him to do anything like that yet. This was just talking, but...I agree.” She turned to him and, just for amoment, touched his arm. “If you can help us with anything, I’d be grateful. I’m a little frustrated. Maybe you can show her how to top me?”
He couldn’t see their faces well, but their words sank in. This was still like being the third wheel on a bicycle. It was a little awkward too. But two beautiful women getting kinky in front of him? Why was he even thinking about saying no? The last bit of his resistance snapped. “Okay. When? Today is Saturday so I don’t know that I’ll be able to come over until next weekend. That good for you?”
“No.” Slowly, Scarlet shook her head. “That’s not going to be good for either of us. I’m interviewing with Jude. Thanks for the tip by the way. And Reece is away that weekend.”
“Hmm. I work late most weekdays...”