Page 14 of Her Honey Pot (Sweet Treats 3)

I color because the answer is so embarrassing.

“Well, it’s like what you said,” I begin haltingly. “I want to be taken care of my first time, and not pawed by some inexperienced boy. The guys at my high school are so awful it’s hard to even describe. They either seem to be steroid-fueled bodybuilders or tiny mice with eating disorders.”

Tex and Rex look flabbergasted.

“Boys have eating disorders?” ask Rex with bewilderment.

I nod knowingly.

“Oh yeah, it’s been going on for a couple years now, ever since Instagram came out. Everyone’s really focused on whether things are Instagrammable, meaning whether they photograph well. At first, it was just the girls who wanted outfits that popped and features that are contoured. But now, even some of the boys have fallen down the rabbit hole. They don’t wear make-up every day,” I add hastily. “But there are definitely some guys who put on make-up before they take a selfie to highlight certain features.”

Tex and Rex stare with astonishment.

“Make-up? On men?” Rex manages to choke out.

I nod.

“Oh yeah, definitely. They’re not gay either. In fact, some of the guys even have girlfriends. But they want to establish a presence on Instagram so that they can get contracts from advertisers. Then, after they get their first contract, there’s even more self-promotion,” I shrug. “It’s a vicious cycle.”

Tex and Rex stare at one another before turning back to look at me with amazement.

“Shit,” whistles one.

“How kids have changed,” muses the other.

“Well, I don’t have an Instagram account,” I say. “Sort of. Not really. I’ve never posted anything to it, and I set it on private, so no one can see, even though I don’t have anything up. I really just use it to look at other peoples’ accounts.”

Tex and Rex grin at me.

“You’re curious, aren’t you?”

I blush, while nodding slowly.

“Yeah, I like to see how other people live their lives. That’s part of the reason why Dads and Daughters is so interesting to me. I had no idea it even existed until Jess brought it up the other day! And it seems like a great idea too. Why not? Long-haul truckers find satisfaction on the road, while their daughters are taken care of by kind, considerate men.”

Tex’s eyes gleam.

“You seem to think the best of us.”

I nod seriously.

“My dad’s been a long-haul trucker for as long as I can remember, and I’ve met some of his friends. They’re good men. Our city is filled with good men, and I’d like to be taken care of by one of these men.”

Rex’s eyes flare then, the blue suddenly becoming a sharp azure.

“Well, it’s good to hear that Marni because maybe you’ll be open to our idea then.”

My heart begins to beat heavily. My cheeks flush and suddenly, I grow aware of how close the two men are. Tex and Rex are giant sentinels on either side of me, their broad shoulders almost blocking out the light.

“I’m definitely interested,” I say in a breathy tone. “I’d like to be a part of Dads and Daughters whether or not Brent approves. Do you think there’s any hope for me, or is the club really strict in this respect?”

The men share another look, and something indescribable passes between them in the air.

“Well, I think we have a solution,” begins Tex, tapping his fingers lightly on the bar. “But it’s an unconventional one.”

I nod.

“That’s okay. I’m open to all ideas.”

Both men throw their heads back and laugh, showing off sparkling white smiles.

“Well, that’s good,” says Rex, “because how would you like being with two men?” he asks. “And how do you feel about being with two men who are also into one another?”

The blood drains from my face as I look between Rex and Tex’s handsome features. But they’re totally serious. Their blue eyes pin me to the bar stool even as my heart flutters and my pulse races. Are they saying what I think they’re saying? Are they suggesting that I take up with them, and that they’re also into one another? There’s only one way to find out.

6

Rex

We watch as our words sink into Marni. Her eyes grow wide and her pink pout opens into a startled “O.”

“You mean,” she begins hesitantly. “That I’ll be with you?”

My friend nods seriously, although his eyes flare.

“That’s right,” he says in a low voice. “Would you be open to that?”

Marni’s cheeks blush prettily, and she squirms a bit in her seat.

“Is this because I’m not in Dads and Daughters formally? Is it some kind of punishment?”

I throw my head back and laugh, although the chuckle comes out a bit raspy. Then I reach forward and take her small hand in mine, enveloping her delicate fingers.

“No, honey. We’re not punishing you, and we never would. We just want to open Brent’s eyes, that’s all. We figure that by taking you, he’ll have no choice but to re-join. After all, his daughter’s already been with two men in the club. What’s he got to prove by renouncing his membership?”

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