Page 55 of Double Dare

“Kade, get back here!” Mom shouts at his back.

“Five fucking minutes, Mom. Jesus,” he shouts back.

“Three minutes,” I mutter. When Mom looks at me questioningly, I shrug. “Lake sent a three-minute video.”

“Oh, I call next,” Zahn jumps in.

“Shit, you two really are sharing porn vids?” Hardin laughs. “Well, Laken vids. So jelly.”

As they bicker about who gets to watch it next, which will be none of them, I fill my plate and thank Mom and Dad for breakfast. Dad always cooks it; Mom just heats it up.

“You share videos of the same girl?” Aunt Tam asks.

“They’re fucking the same girl,” Kolt helpfully adds.

“They’re in love with the same girl,” Dad amends. Damn right.

“Wait, you’re still with Laken though, right?” Aunt Tam asks.

“She’s stuck with me for life. Ain’t going anywhere,” I say through a full mouth.

“Kade just gets her, too,” Four says like it’s no big deal. Maybe it isn’t. They’ve all known how Kade feels about her, so maybe this isn’t even that surprising. “She loves ‘em both.”

I wait, expecting Aunt Tam and Uncle Randy to have something to say about that. Fuck, even my grandparents haven’t had a chance to chime in yet. I throw up some cages around my feelings and hope for the best.

“Well, if anyone can handle two Dare dicks, it’s Laken,” Aunt Tam says, surprising me. “Actually, you two might need some luck keeping up with her.”

I grin, liking that. Fuck, I love my family. Who else could come out as ‘in a relationship with the same girl as his brother’ at Christmas breakfast and get that kind of comeback? Blessed. Merry fucking Christmas to me.

After dinner, I grab a coat and Mom’s smokes, heading out to the front porch with a whiskey. I’m drunker than I meant to be, so I need the cold air to get me back on track. I can’t decide if I’m drinking to cover up the feelings that come with knowing Kade and Laken are finally going to sleep together when she gets back. I mean, I don’t feel any sort of way about it, but it’s up there, swirling around in my head, making me overthink the lack of ways I feel about it. If it were anyone else, I’d be losing my shit and lashing out at the world. But it’s Kade, and I’m…somewhat eager to get this going. They want to fuck, and I’m not going to stand in their way. Actually, my mind is thinking about all the kinky shit we can get up to once they start fucking.

The part I’m overthinking is my involvement in it. Do I want to be there for it? Do I want to give them time to themselves to fuck for the first time? I mean, I got Laken all to myself for way longer than he will, so maybe they deserve a night to themselves to squash that milestone. It’s making it worse that I haven’t seen her in a week, so I’m being a needy bitch. I’ll have to talk to him about the specifics of it when I sober up a bit.

But here’s the fucked up thing. My fantasies include Kade now. Every fucking time I start conjuring up some spank bank material, thinking of what I want to do to get down and dirty with Laken, Kade is somewhere in that fantasy. His cock in her ass, my cock in her cunt, sloppy and sexy and no goddamn shame about it. A fantasy. Is that fucked? Logically, I realize there will most likely be an accidental dick graze, but my fantasy doesn’t focus on that part. My fantasy blocks that part out altogether, focusing on how tight and stretched and whimpering in pure pleasure she’ll be.

It’s not all sexy fantasies. I think of the three of us living together, and even though the picture isn’t clear, it feels right in my head. But then some guilt comes back into play. All this time, Kade has been caught up on making sure I’m alright with everything, and I never once stopped to question if he was alright with everything. I’m opening my relationship to include him, but how does he feel about that? Is he okay with the three of us in one relationship, or would he rather have her to himself? Does he feel like he’s settling for scraps just because I’m not willing to go anywhere? I know Laken doesn’t want that, but what does Kade actually want?

We both love the same girl, and I’ve been learning to be okay with that. Now I need to check in on his mind frame and make sure that’s what he wants, too. It might not be normal, and by societal standards, it might not be right, but it feels right to me, and I trust myself more than I trust society. Kade and I have always had a bond that’s unbreakable. Even before Laken came to Alaska, we were tight. We used to get weird and out of sorts when we spent too much time apart, and nothing has changed in that regard. Even though I crave being around him half the time and I crave fighting him the other half of the time, it’s still the connection I want. We just need to learn the semantics of it and what it all means.

Balance. At the end of the day, we both love Laken, and the three of us need to come to a dynamic that works for what we all want. It’s not just about me. It’s not just about Kade. It’s not just about Laken. It’s about all of us, and luckily, we have the respect to figure that out.

With my boots finally on, I push through the door and get hit with the cold air. Yep, that’s what I needed.

“Okay, well…I’m sorry. I…yes. I still wish you a Merry Christmas,” Genevieve says, closing her phone and smiling at me. “Apologies, Jedrek.”

I light a smoke and watch my exhale cling to the frigid air. “That your dad?”

“My mother,” Gen sighs. “She’s…I was simply trying to wish them a Merry Christmas, but they don’t seem to want to hear it from me.”

Cunts. “Talk me through it. Whiskey for courage?” I hold my glass out for her, sinking down into the rocking chair next to her.

“Oh, thank you.” She takes a dainty sip before handing it back. “They say they do not wish to speak to me because I’ve dishonored the family name. News about my broken betrothal to Nathanial did not go over well. Nathanial is fine with it, but my father sees it as a stain on the family name and a broken business agreement. I’m the enemy.”

Again, cunts. “Fuck you for living your life, eh?” I laugh.

“Apparently,” Gen sighs. “They are still my parents, so I will continue to try to foster a relationship with them, but not on their terms. I’m not moving back to Georgia. Not even if things don’t work out here.”

“They will. Forsyth won’t let you go, and if he does, he’ll be packed up with your things.”

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