Chris
The knock that came on my door was a little unexpected. I was getting ready to head out for my shift at the bar, but I still had some time to kill.
It could have been Reagan, she liked to show up for the hell of it out of the blue all the time. She was pretty much my best friend that was a girl. Ellie was pretty cool, too. Reagan often dragged Ellie with her to come hang out. This being a small town and all, I wasn’t surprised that I was the most exciting thing they could find to entertain themselves with. But I wasn’t complaining. I didn’t have that many close friends. My social life pretty much consisted of Reagan, Ellie, and Brand.
What I didn’t expect when I pulled open the door was a semi-nervous looking Diesel. I mean, had it been a year ago, yeah, it wouldn’t have been such a shock. Truth of it all was that life had happened, and he hadn’t so much as stepped a foot on my property since that night a while ago. That very night he held a similar look on his face as he had right now.
I remember that conversation well. He was basically lost. Ellie had been pregnant back then and Diesel had been doing his best to shut down and push Ellie away. But that night I tried to smack some sense into him. I told him he was a good man and that he shouldn’t let the past stop him from being happy. That was also the same night we had a not so verbally communicated goodbye. It was for the best. While we weren’t on dating level, we weren’t exactly just fuck buddies. It was over, so I wasn’t even going to try and explain it. I was happy for him, truly.
Guessed my words worked, because he’d bought her a house and married her and all. I’d never seen him so happy and free before.
But there was something about this moment that made it all seem like he was about to fly over the moon. His eyes held a sparkle behind them even if he seemed a bit on edge.
“D?” I asked my, voice not hiding the shock I felt.
“Chris. Long time,” he replied and his eyes raked over me in a way that furthered my confusion.
“Uh, yeah. How’s Ellie?” I asked for good measure. Something was off here and I wanted it known that I was not okay with it.
Sure, Diesel had a past, but I never thought that once he actually got his head out of his ass, he would cheat on Ellie. I was praying that wasn’t why he was here. I would hate to be disappointed and let down by the guy. And not to mention, I’d have to find the strength to turn him down.
Look, I wasn’t saying I had strong feelings for him, but come on—tall, dark, sexy as hell—yeah, you say no to that. And you couldn’t forget about the tattoos and piercings. Not to mention all the things he could do with his tongue, hands, and dick. For real, when I say the best sex ever, there wasn’t even a comparison.
So, I waited for him to tell me what was going on, and the longer the seconds ticked on the more his nervousness started to wash off onto me.
“Can we go inside?”
“Okay?” It came out like a question because I wasn’t so sure it was a good idea. However, I stepped back anyway, let him pass me, then shut the door behind him.
“I love my wife, you know that?”
“Yes…” I made sure to keep a good five or six feet between us.
“I would do anything for her, you get that?”
“Yes…” Where the fuck was he going with this?
“So, this may be overstepping, but I gotta ask.” He looked at me, his ice blue eyes pinning me with an almost pleading look. “I want to give Ellie the best Valentine’s Day she’s ever had. And you know she’s not very, uh, experienced when it comes to sex. But I can tell my little Pixie is curious and wants to break out.”
He paused, his tongue darted out to move his lip ring back and forth a few times. I knew him well enough to know that I needed to give him a minute to figure his words out.
Ellie was a sweet girl. Not much younger than me in age, but she was definitely naïve about a lot of things. It was just how she was raised. Ellie’s cheeks were forever bright red whenever she hung out around Reagan and I because we weren’t ones for holding back our sexual conversations. I knew more about Reagan and Loch sex life than anyone should ever know.
“Well, last night I was introducing her to porn. I let her pick. Well, it started a whole thing and I…”
“Diesel, whatever you need to talk about, I’m here. I told you I’d always be here if you needed. So what is it?” I really needed him to get to the point.
“I want to bring Ellie over here,” he said and his head did a strange nod to the side thing.
“Huh? Okay, Ellie is welcome here anytime. But I have to work tonight.” Clearly, I was missing something.
“No, Chris,” he said with a bit of frustration in his tone. “I want to share things with her.”
My arms crossed over my chest and my eyebrow arched real high.
“You mean, you haven’t told her about you?” I asked like I couldn’t believe it.
I mean I had no idea whether Ellie knew or not because I did my best not to talk about whatever had gone on between Diesel and I before she came along. It was just simply out of respect. I never wanted to do anything to make her feel uncomfortable, but it wasn’t like I was hiding who I was. Ellie had heard Reagan and I talk about some of the dates I’d gone on. And yes, some of those had been men. Thinking back on it, Ellie did seem very curious about them. But I knew she’d never outright ask.
“It wasn’t like I was trying to hide it from her. It just didn’t come up before last night.”
“And how did it come up last night?” I asked, my brow still arched high.
Then he went into this whole thing about porn and talking her through the categories because she basically had no clue about anything. The image of that made me chuckle and I almost had a hard time keeping a straight face.
He told me that he explained the difference between them. Long story short, she ended up choosing to watch something where two guys fucked each other before they turned their attention to a woman. It seemed his little, shy woman had a wild side. I was starting to see why she was so perfect for him.
“So, I wanted to see if you’d be, uh, interested in being a part of my gift to Ellie.”
Oh shit. I suddenly got what was happening now. How did it take me so long to catch on? Maybe because never in a million years would I think that this would happen with them.
This was the point that I should have taken a minute. I should have stepped back and asked for time to think about it. Hell, maybe I shouldn’t have been thinking about it at all. It seemed like my brain wasn’t working at full capacity because before I could stop it, my mouth was open and words were flying out of it.
“Sure, okay. Yes.”
“Yes?” he asked making sure that he had heard me right.
“Yes,” I said more firmly with a slight nod of my head.
“Tomorrow?”
Well, tomorrow was Valentine’s Day and truth be told, I didn’t have anything else to do. I didn’t have a boyfriend or girlfriend, I didn’t have a date, I didn’t even have a hookup lined up. And with Reagan deciding to keep the bar closed for the night, I had zilch in the way of things to do.
“Sounds good.”
It was strange, it sounded more like we were making plans to trade cars or help someone move than…well, than arrange a threesome for his wife.
“Wait, I need to know what I can and can’t do,” I said, my brain finally catching up to all the insanity. “Can I touch you?”
“Yes,” he said firmly, almost like he expected me to. “And you can touch her if she wants. Whatever she wants, goes. I mean, unless you’re not alright with it. That good?”
I had a feeling that Ellie wasn’t going to come up with anything too strange. I had no doubt that I’d more than likely be up for whatever she wanted to throw down.
“Yes. See you…tomorrow night, then.”
“I, uh.” He paused, his beautiful eyes pinned me with a soft stare. “There’s no one else I trust enough to share this with—I would want to do this with.”
I got it, I did. But that didn’t mean we were going to turn into girls and talk about it or hug it out or something.
“Yep. See you tomorrow night, man,” I said with a soft nod.
Then he was gone and I was left standing in my front doorway scratching my head.
Did that really just happen?
I shook my head, I didn’t have time to get into it with my brain right then, I had to get to the bar.
As the night went on, I couldn’t help but obsess over the whole thing. I’d never really thought of Ellie in any other way than friendly. Mostly because she was Diesel’s and therefore, completely untouchable. But suddenly she wasn’t and I couldn’t stop thinking about her a little differently. Just a little. Not so much that I wanted to, ya know, keep her. One night…one night would be good.
I mean I couldn’t deny that she was adorable, and those green eyes could knock any man dead. This was going to be interesting, to say the least.