He nods.
“I mean, I always assumed so because …” I trail off because Brandon has always been great in bed, especially when it’s just the two of us. Commanding. Rough. Leaving me wanting more.
“I’m just starting to not feel bad about it. I used to beat myself up after each hook up. I had so much swirling in my headabout what I should and should not be doing. Like, if hooking up with guys was actually good for me or not … but I finally have accepted that it’s who I am, and there’s nothing wrong with being attracted to guys.”
I squeeze his hand, then interlace our fingers. His thumb grazes mine, and I softly smile.
Our server arrives, giving me a once-over. “We’ve got a celebrity in the house,” he says in that bitchy-compliment voice I know too well.
I smile faintly. He must follow me.
His eyes flit between us, then back to the handheld ordering device. “What can I get you to drink?”
Brandon gestures for me to go first.
“Green tea,” I say.
“Just water for me.”
“And we’ll start with the mini egg rolls,” I add as the server turns away.
“This is why you wanted to come here,” Brandon teases.
“For the mini egg rolls?” I playfully narrow my eyes.
“For guys fanning over you.”
“No … I just want one guy to be fawning over me.”
He smiles warmly, then looks deep in thought.
“What?” I ask.
“Have you ever dated like this?”
Like this?
“Like a throuple?” I ask, and he nods. “I’ve dated multiple people at the same time, but they’ve never also been dating.” I squeeze his hand, then release it. “So far, I like you both a lot. I’m having fun, so I’m happy to keep exploring this.”
Brandon rests his finger on his lip, softly saying, “Halloween wasveryfun.”
It was.I think back to it, all of the moments and memories. “You should wear more leather.”
“Yeah?” he asks, low.
Before I can answer, the teapot lands on our table with a clatter. “Let it steep,” the server says. “Ready to order?”
“We need a few more minutes,” I immediately say because I don’t want this date to end. I want to talk for hours.
Once he’s gone, Brandon murmurs, “I thought you liked it when I was in control?”
“Oh, I do. But that doesn’t mean I never take control.”
I stare at his chest, already fantasizing about him wearing a leather harness. Then my mind shifts to Taylor. How she took both of us. “You know, Taylor’s going to keep us on our toes.”
Brandon chuckles, nodding. “She’sreallythe one in charge.”
I laugh, agreeing. “I can’t believe ... I was not expecting her to want, let alone take, both of us.”