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She grinned, which I returned before looking down my body to Eve who rested her chin to my hip while watching Rommy and me.
“Your turn, sweetheart.”
She smiled and shook her head.
Brows pinched, I asked, “Why not?”
“I had busy fingers while I watched you two.”
Fucking loved that we all got hot from watching each other.
I held out my arm that Rommy wasn’t resting her head on while she traced a finger over my chest and told Eve, “Then get up here.”
She quickly crawled up the bed and slumped down at my side, her hand finding Rommy’s on my chest and holding it.
“Are we sleeping or watching a movie?” Eve asked.
“I’m happy to do either,” I said. “Rommy?” She was being strangely quiet again. It’d happened a few times over the last week.
Usually, she bounced back and rambled about something after coming, but her continued silence was suspicious.
“Maybe a movie?” she said.
She liked to pick if we offered her choices. Why didn’t she now?
Eve and I shared a look, both of us puzzled.
Kissing Eve’s forehead and then Rommy’s, I gently slapped their asses. “Let’s get into comfortable clothes, have snacks, and watch somethin’.” We still had Rommy’s parents’ place to ourselves, which gave us the freedom to do what we wanted and talk freely. If Rommy didn’t snap out of her thoughts soon, Eve and I’d have to figure out what was on her mind.
Obviously, it was something big, and I worried it was about our future. Something we’d been putting off since no one wanted to be a downer on our time here. But I was sure we also put the talk off because we were scared that nothing would get sorted out.
Later, my gut was a mess since Rommy was still quiet and hadn’t eaten anything. Now, she just rested over us on the couch without rambling about what we were watching or whatever else she was thinking.
This shit was serious.
Eve and I shared another look. She nodded down at Rommy, but I shook my head and tipped my chin up at her.
Rommy suddenly sighed. “You guys have been here two weeks. I think it’s time we have the talk.”
With my arm around Eve’s shoulders, I felt her tense as I did.
“What do you mean, Rom?” Eve asked, brushing her fingers up and down Rommy’s arm.
She rolled to her back, so her head and upper torso were on my lap and her waist and butt rested on Eve’s legs.
She bit her bottom lip, and a flash of concern punched me in the gut.
“We haven’t really brought it up, and I understand it’s a big decision. I’m sure no one wants to put pressure on anyone when it comes to picking a place to settle our lives in, which is why I want to take that pressure away by saying I’m coming back with you both to America.”
Holy fuck.
Did she just?—
“I mean, I’ve looked it up. I can move. I just need the right visa for it. There’s an employment-based type.” She suddenly sat and moved to the end of the couch facing us. “Do you think the club would hire me to be their mechanic and sponsor me? I know you guys take your rides to one close by, but I’m good at what I do. If I get a work visa, that means I could stay.”
“Rommy,” Eve whispered.
She cocked her head to the side. “Unless you want to do long distance?”
