“Why is he hiding in the bathroom?”
Another of Josh’s chuckles. “Maybe he was embarrassed.”
While I wipe myself clean, I mentally attempt to send a message to Josh. Of course, it doesn’t work and he continues, “But I don’t really think that’s it, Keni, my darlin’.”
No, don’t say it.
“He was turned on.”
Again the silence stretches uncomfortably. I’ve returned my dick to it’s place and straightened my clothing. There’s no reason to delay facing her with my lack of control so I grasp the door handle.
“Oh,” she says before I’m able to open the door. “Should we, I mean… do you think we should… ah, umm… ask him to join us? To talk. And…umm… not to talk. To be with us. Both of us. Together?”
Her words stall the rapid beating of my heart. It can’t be that easy. I doubt there’s been time for Josh to tell her about our dreams and hopes for the future. I can only imagine his thoughts at her words.
He knows I’m listening and his voice rises a little in volume. “Do you want that?”
“It makes sense, don’t you think? I mean the two of you are already a couple. But do you think he likes me? Wants me in that way? With this body? I I don’t have the uh, same parts as you.”
“Oh, you silly girl.”
Straining to hear, I lean closer to the door. It feels like my entire future depends on her answer. Feels like? No, everything right now depends on what she says next.
“Are you trying to distract me?”
“Don’t you like my kisses? I love kissing you.”
“Josh, what about Devin?”
“What? No comment on my kissing ability? Well, okay, darlin’. Only one way to find out. Devin, love, come join us.”
eleven
Kendall
Amuffled groan sounds from the bathroom. I think I understand what Devin might be going through. What his thoughts might be. Learning Josh is in love with me could be emotional enough but then discovering he also desires me? Even when I’m not the gender I believed he wanted? I hold back a sigh. He’s proven otherwise tonight. And changed my world. I know that sounds maudlin or trite, but it’s true.
In one day—really just in one conversation followed by a night of pleasure, the universe made my dreams come to life.
Most of them anyway.
The old dreams. Not the newest ones. Not yet anyway.
When did I start including Devin in my fantasies? Hell, I guess it makes sense. I’ve been in love with one gay man for as long as I can remember. The feelings I have for Devin have been growing no matter how often I’ve berated or told myself I’m being twice the fool.
I know Josh has always cared for me. That’s why it was so easy to accept his confession last night. Devin and I are friends. Good friends. Is there something deeper than that between us as well? Can there be?
I hope so. With all my heart. I want Devin, too. As long as anything between us doesn’t affect Josh’s relationship with him. Or with me. No matter how I feel, I won’t be a wedge between them.
But Josh is right. There’s only one way to get past this stalemate. I smile at him and nod before speaking. “Devin, please. Come talk with us.”
The door opens slowly and he takes tentative steps into the room. He’s usually so confident and determined. I’ve never seen him so unsure and lost. He stares at the floor. “I’m sorry. I apologize. I shouldn’t have…”
Even though he can’t see me, I hold up one handand shake my head. “Devin, stop. There’s no need to apologize.”
His head lifts and he holds my eyes for a brief second before dropping his gaze again. “There is, Kendall. I intruded on a private moment. I should have stayed away.”
Curious, I tuck the sheet around myself and ask, “Why didn’t you? You weren’t in the suite when got back after the ceremony. What changed?”