Page 17 of Dare to be Different

“Someone to share it with,” she finishes for me.

“Yeah.” I guess that pretty much sums it up. That’s what I want. Someone to share a bond with. “Where the fuck do I find that?” I laugh.

Laken laughs, stretching her arms behind her head to look out at the water. “I don’t think it’s as hard as you imagine it is. Closer than you think.” She’s giving me advice without giving me an answer.

“Mom taught you well, you deceptive little shit.”

Laken grins.

Remy has his serious face on, and I’m not sure what to make of it. After a meeting with that Canadian flight company, we’re out for dinner and drinks, and he seems like he’s got another business arrangement on his mind. So, naturally, I’m gonna let him sweat it out until he works up the balls to say it.

I order another pitcher of beer, and about the time I’m pouring us each a new one, he opens his mouth.

“Alright, Mr. Variety,” he starts with a hell of an opener. I laugh and he smirks, the nerves settling. “I have an idea.”

“Uh oh.” I laugh, leaning back and tossing my napkin on my empty plate. “Rem’s got an idea.”

“Fuck you.” He shakes his head at me, licking his lips. I don’t know why he’s so nervous. We’ve had a million bad ideas over the course of our lives together, but even better, we’ve had a few awesome ones.

“Don’t be shy, baby,” I tease. “Whatever magic you’re working up in there can’t be all that bad.” I grin at him.

He throws me the finger, but it’s Remy, and he won’t back out because of a little goading. “You want variety, and I want company. In hookups. Variety and company.”

He’s spelling it out for me, hoping I’ll say it. I won’t. I sip my beer and smile around the rim.

“An arrangement,” he blurts. “You and me. Like the game we’ve always run together, but we stick together this time. You get to watch and feel the energy, and I don’t have to go to strangers’ houses all by myself,” he pouts the last part, mocking himself. “Yeah?”

“A fuck buddy arrangement where we don’t fuck, but we buddy up?”

“Yeah.” He laughs. “Don’t even try to act like you aren’t in.”

“Oh, I’m in.” I smile at him, loving him for suggesting this. “How about we start right now?” I nod at the table behind Remy. Two hotties have been eye-fucking him from behind since we sat down. “Ready to have your hand held on the way there, bud?”

He mutters another fuck you at me, but he slaps on his winning grin and flashes those baby blues, and we’re off to the races.

Except…

Something isn’t going to plan. We’re back in their room, and things have been hot and steamy, but now I’m watching the bathroom door close, and Remy is shrugging at me as it blocks his view of me. His girl got shy and wanted some privacy, and I don’t know why that’s messing with me so much.

I try to get my head back in the game, paying attention to my partner and nothing else. She’s hot, fun, feisty, and putting out the right vibes, so I should be able to shake this shift in plan off and enjoy her. She’s on her knees after being all sexed out, sucking my cock as her final act. She’s amazing at it, and I’m right there, ready to give in and end this night with a bang.

But I can’t come.

Until Remy and his girl come out of the bathroom and I catch sight of them in the mirror’s surface. Naked, he bends down to grab his boxers, and when he looks up, eyes meeting mine, there it is.

The orgasm hits at just the right time—before things got weird, and so it’s not too obvious that it was the added bodies in the room that did it.

“Hey, Zahn?” She stands up, tilting my chin down to look at her. “I’m around tomorrow if you guys want to meet up again. It’s my last night here.”

“Yeah, maybe.” I blow her off, not sure if Remy will be up for another turn with these two, especially after it didn’t go to plan with our new arrangement.

“Riley won’t be here,” she says of her friend. “Just me. And the two of you, if you want. The three of us.” She smirks, almost like she knows I’d have no problems fucking around with her and Remy at the same time. Wait, not with Remy. With her, with Remy. She passes me her number and tells me to let her know.

I give her a kiss on the cheek after getting dressed, and Remy pushes me out the door.

Now my mind is running with the prospect of a threesome with Remy and her. I don’t even know her name, but… would Rem be up for that?

Chapter 8

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