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“I really like her,” I said.

Rafael paused. “I like her, too. A lot.”

“She isn’t ours to keep, though.”

“No… not her,” Rafael said. I think he knew how I felt but still grazed the topic carefully. “But… maybe someone else?”

“A third?” I asked, and my heart skipped a beat.

Our love was big enough for it. I knew it, and he knew it. So why did it feel scary to say out loud? Maybe because the world couldn’t accept that, but who gave a damn about a place that was more concerned about judging others, than about what really mattered? At the end of the day, love was love, and that’s what Rafael and I wanted to give.

To a woman of our own.

A pretty one.

“Baby, I’m in,” I said, with a salacious little grin. “Let’s find us another freak.”

The End

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