“She’s not my woman—yet. It’s only been a couple of dates. We shared a girl before.”
“We were eight years old and it was Becky Cairn from across the street. We also both married her, but lo and behold, neither one of us are actually married. That beer must be affecting your mind, I may have to cut you off.”
“Just hear me out. We’re both busy, I’ve never been one for one-on-one relationships since they’re so demanding and it kills my options for other women, and you’re just getting back into dating. She made a comment when we were on the Wonder Wheel she’d like us both, so why not give it to her.”
He frowned and rolled his eyes at me. “I’m going to assume she was just messing around.”
“What?”
“And what happens if we both fall in love with her, or her with one of us. It’s dangerous.”
“You’re overthinking this. We’re just going to take her out and have some fun.”
“I’m being realistic and considering the pitfalls of what could happen if it goes bad,” he defended. “Not to mention her feelings on the matter. How many women actually would want two men?”
Was he serious? All of them! “Every woman out there! They may not admit it, but what woman wouldn’t? Two men to make her feel like a queen…”
“And what about the sex?”
“What about it? We can try a little two on one action.”
“Right?” My brother continued to look skeptical.
“How about we discuss it with her?”
Darrin laughed. “Okay, how about this, you go on and talk to her and let me know what she says. Good luck with that by the way, Romeo.”
“And if she says sure?”
His laughter increased. “Then by all means I’ll happily double up on her with you.”
He wasn’t taking me seriously. That was fine. I had every intention of discussing it with her. When I came back with the answer I was looking for, the answer to our little dilemma, then I’d rub it in his smug face.