Page 116 of Some Like It Hot

As I pad down the hallway, I hear low voices.

I realize they’re having sex.

Hey, now.

I grin to myself in the dark, pausing to watch them.

Aidan is on Simon on the couch, moving rhythmically as they give mutual low moans of pleasure.

God, they’re cute together.

I feel a little bit of matchmaker smugness. They would have never met if it wasn’t for my careless placement of a kitchen towel and I knew the minute they laid eyes on each other, there were sparks flying between them.

It’s sexy as hell to watch them having sex.

But I should let them know I’m here.

I don’t think they’d mind an audience, but I should let them know they have one.

I open my mouth to ask, “Want a third?” but before I can get the words out, Aidan shocks me by gazing intently down at Simon.

“I love you, Simon,” he says.

It’s earnest, emphatic, clear as day.

“I love you too,” Simon murmurs. “God, so much, Aidan.”

I’m shocked, frozen in the hallway.

I’m scared to move, because I’ve just overheard what was clearly meant to be a personal moment between the two of them, and I feel terrible that I’m eavesdropping.

But I’m also shocked that they’re in love.

I thought we were all having a great time.

But not an “in love” kind of time.

Am I thrilled for them?

Absolutely.

But I can’t help but think that neither one of them has told me they’re in love with me.

It drives home that I’m an extra in their relationship. They care about me, of course. The sex is amazing. They take care of me in so many different ways.

But I’m not necessary to their happiness.

They’ve found that with each other.

Carefully, I take a couple steps back and hit a hard plane.

“Oof!” I say, before spinning around to face Blake, huge and naked.

He puts a hand up to his lips and tugs me back into the safety of the bedroom.

“I don’t think they saw us,” he murmurs. “Come back to bed.”

I can’t tell if he heard their expressions of love or not because the room is dark and his tone sounds even, but I’m too confused to ask him.

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