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Watching Saffy as shestood digesting Max’s disclosure, I felt myself blushing, mortified that anyone was discussing me having sex. Her head swung round to Max. “Max Barclay. You manwhore. You screwed my friend, you piece of shit? You fucked my best fucking friend?” Her head snapped back in my direction.
“Lily?Lily! You let my brother screw you?” She pulled her hands up and gripped her hair.
I knewshe’d be disappointed with me, but I never dreamed she’d react this badly. I thought she was going to hit me she was so crazy.
Clearing my throat as if to speak, I thought better of doing so. Instead, I stood with my arm across my body holding my other forearm.
Will, who seemed to have recovered from the shock that I’d let a man do things to me, looked bemused and kind of smirked at me.
At one point I thought he was going to laugh, but he started stroking down both cheeks to his chin with his thumb and forefinger to hide this. Will’s eyes were darting between all of us now, taking in everyone’s reaction. I was betting that he would think of this as payback for what I did to him yesterday on the way home in the car.
Chapter Twenty-Two
BEING A FRIEND
Max pleaded, “Come on,Saffy. Lily and I are consenting adults. I mean it’s not as if I tied her down or anything, although…” He smirked, then continued, “anyway, I don’t think I took advantage of her, do you think I did, Lily?”
I eventually found my voice. “Not at all. I am more than happy withwhat happened.”
Will’s “I bet,” fell out before he was conscious of it, his thinking voice falling out of his mouth.
Saffyturned and batted him on the chest, then snapped at him. “Shut the fuck up, Will.” Will shuffled his feet, biting his lip, and it was my turn to smirk.
Will cleared his throat and tried to stick up for himself after she’d chastised him. “I think you need to calm down, it’s not like it’s the end of the world or anything.”
She snapped her head back in his direction now, giving him a scowling look, but Will became braver. “The thing is, I don’t think you’ve a right to get on your high horse when we were at it all night. What’s good for the goose…” Max growled at Will, who had just admitted to having sex with his sister.
I giggled at Will’s attempt to make it better, instead he’d made it worse by putting himself further in the firing line. It was becoming so ridiculous. What we had done was a natural adult activity by consenting adults. The waySaffywas behaving was like someone had committed a major crime.
Holding my hands up,I couldn’t keep my face straight because the situation was becoming so absurd. “Will you all stop this?” Another fit of giggles threatened and I tried to compose myself. Turning this back on Saffy, I asked, “If you hadn’t gone with Will, would Max and I have happened last night? Highly unlikely, I think.”
I rolled my eyesand glanced at Max’s smirking face. “Do I think we would have had sex some other time? I think so if the circumstances arose. Max and I have always had a kind of ‘thing’ about each other. We’re just old enough to see where it takes us now. We enjoyed spending time with each other and know that if it doesn’t go anywhere, we’ll still love each other because of our history.”
Max rubbedherback and pulled her in for a bear hug, kissing her forehead. “You’ll get used to it,Saffy. We won’t be in your face with this, but we don’t want to stop.”Saffystruggled to hold her gaze to me.
“Please,Saffy, be okay about it.”
She sighed. “I don’t ever want to lose you because of a bad relationship with my brother, and I don’t want you not to have a relationship with Max if it makes you both happy either.” She sniffed.
“We’re very cool with what happened and just going to see where it takes us. Nothing’s changed.” I hugged her affectionately.
“True, Lily, nothing has changed, except we had some incredible orgasms,” Max muttered, earninghim a glare from Saffy.
I threw Max a murderous look, and his sister slapped him hard on the arm. “That’s way too much information, Max!TMI.”
Willraised an eyebrow at me, and I couldn’t help but think that someday this conversation would be used to get his own back for the prank I pulled on him about his sex life. He winked and grinned at me.
“What’s the female version of a stud?” he asked, teasing me before chuckling again.I had been doing excellently, but now that the focus was more about the sex, I blushed again.
Max and Icontinued to have a great time together in the following few days. When Sunday arrived, it came too quickly for the both of us. We lay tangled in each other, him holding me tightly, stroking my arm, after a tender lovemaking session.
Wehad stayed awake all night talking, not wanting to waste time sleeping when we could share it with each other, enjoying the darkness, and watching the daylight creep in.
When I drove him to the airport, we stood holding each other and stared ahead at the security desk that would take him airside. My stomach sank when his flight was called.
We had a torturous parting, with Max coming back to kiss me deeply twice, pained about leaving me, while I was trying to be strong and not cry.
Biting my lip, I stood watching him until Max told me to stop or he’d drag me to a bathroom for another farewell session. Looking up at him, with tears welling in my eyes, I stretched up on tiptoe to peck his cheek.
