Page 72 of Dare to be Different

“Maybe do some other shit before actual sex, yeah?” Dom laughs. “I didn’t even wanna admit I was gay at first. Like I wasn’t ashamed of it or anything, but it just felt like one of those things that’d make life harder and change everything. So even when I sucked his dick and liked it, I just kept telling myself it was the thrill of something new.”

“You saying I’m a closet gay like you?”

He scoffs. “Hell no. You like pussy. I hate it. Always have. Just hid it from you dipshits because I didn't even wanna think about it at the time.”

“You’re the idiot for that one, bud.”

“I know. Glad that’s over now. Look, just try shit. Experiment. What better person to do that with than your best friend?”

Maybe anyone else. A stranger. A random. An escort. A one-night stand. Someone who doesn’t have strings attached or, gee, a fucking lifelong friendship on the line. “There’s more to lose if something goes wrong.”

“Who are we creeping on?” Genevieve asks, coming up to us with a red solo cup of white wine.

“Asks the girl who literally creeped on the trio through a window,” Four says, grinning as he kisses her temple. “Oh, Rem,” Four says, gravelly enough to make me squint at him while he watches Remy. “Shit. He’s pushing Gar status tonight.”

“Fucking right he is,” Laken says, pouring Gen more wine. “You gonna go play with him or what?”

“Where’re your boys at, Lakes?”

“Went for a piss. Probably got lost.”

“Think they'd be up for putting on a show?” I ask her.

“What show?”

Dom laughs and Four pulls Gen away from the prospect of a Kade show.

“I need that one to open up to two dicks,” I say, nodding at the girl now sitting on Remy’s lap. “Think you can convince her it’s gonna be a good time?”

Laken smirks.

Laken goes into friendly mode as soon as Remy brings Cami, the chick, over. Kade and Jed are here, standing by to fondle their woman even though they don’t know the plan. So Remy leans right into me, chest to fucking chest, reaching beyond me to grab a bottle off the counter behind me.

“What’re you playing at, Zahn? Laken your new wingman?” Remy’s hair tickles my temple, and his cheek grazes mine as he leans back.

“Something like that.” I meet his eyes and watch them fill with mischief and dares. Okay, just progressed from a semi to a hard-on. “You into her?”

He glances at Cami, but looks back to me quickly. “Only if you are.”

Might as well try it. I love threesomes, so I need to get on with it and stop feeling weird things.

“Cami,” he calls her over. “This is my best friend, Zahn.”

Dare grin for the win. She blushes but doesn’t look away. She’s a nice mix of flirty and confident, bashful and shy, and I’m liking it.

“Nice to meet you.” She holds out her hand.

“Oh, Zahn’s a hugger,” Laken says, being a better wingman than Remy.

I pull on the front of Cami’s sweater, bringing her in for a hug, and Remy takes the hint. He presses up behind her, wedging her between our bodies, and her blush deepens.

“Remy treating you right?” I ask.

“So right.” But her eyes keep glancing to the side.

With one perfectly barbed taunt, Laken has enticed both Kade and Jed into a bit of a show. Their hands are all over her, their mouths take turns, and Cami is entranced. I knew it would work. Remy looks at me over Cami’s head, smirking at my plan.

“They look like you,” Cami says.

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