Page 43 of The Laughing Game

“Sure.”

“Okay, then. You know we aren’t crazy sex freaks. At least not all the time.”

“Well, damn.”

Chapter Ten

Everything I’d seen in the Bordello replayed like a movie reel in my head over the next couple of days. I tried to get some work done. But every time I closed my eyes I saw my jizz landing on Gideon’s cheek and nose and lips.

I wanted to do it again. And I wanted to do more.

I was also fielding texts from Rebecca.

Hey, Angel. I had so much fun with you! I’d love to get together again.

Hi. Feeling horny. Would love to get together again!

Hey, call me. Ready to bone if you’re ‘up’ for it. Happy face emoji.

I had to give her props. She was really trying. But I had no compulsion to reply or to get together with her.

I’d briefly considered hooking up with her again, to see how I felt now that I’d begun exploring a different side of my sexuality, but I’d thought better of it. I didn’t want to use her, and I had no real interest in doing so. To be honest, I was beginning to care less about how to define my sexuality, and more about enjoying the exciting journey of exploring it.

Oh, hey, sorry about that. Normally I would but I’m super busy with work right now. Tax season, you know. Hope you’re doing well.

It was lame, and I knew it. Still, we’d only had a casual hookup. Neither of us had made plans to see each other again. And now that thisthing—whatever it was—with Vihaal and Gideon was progressing, I had absolutely no interest in her.

I was conflicted about who would make the next move in our little three-way neo-relationship. I wanted to text them but I didn’t want to seem desperate or clingy. Maybe I was still thinking like a straight guy.

Anyway, the next day Gideon texted me good morning and asked about my plans. I admitted that I had a ton of work to do and he said they were slammed as well, but asked if I wanted to go see the latestGuardians of the Galaxymovie on Saturday.

If he’d asked me to go see Paw Patrol I’d have still said yes.

My car had come back from the shop after over five hundred dollars in repairs, so I offered to meet them at the cinema.

The nervous excitement I felt at the prospect of seeing Vihaal and Gideon again made it plain that I was totally falling for them. I’d never felt this way about anyone before, and now I was feeling it for two men? Life was fucking weird. But life was also doing me a solid right now, so I couldn’t complain.

I’d had a brief moment of panic and doubt after the Bordello, once they’d gone home and I was alone with my thoughts. What if this crashed and burned? What if we had a lot of super sexy fun but it turned out we weren’t good together? Or worse, what if they decided that I wasn’t a good fit for them? I’d be devastated.

Then I remembered that we’d already established a friendship, and if it did turn out that we weren’t suited as a romantic throuple, they would still be important people in my life. And, what if it did work out? Was I going to miss out on this wonderful possibility by living a boring fucking life?

I got there early and found a seat at one of the tables in the refreshment area. I’d worn a different turtleneck with a pair of gray pants, but I really needed to ask Gideon when we could goshopping. If I was going to keep up with these men, I needed to dress better.

I was playing a puzzle game on my phone, letting the hum of conversation float over me, when the chair beside me was pulled out and Gideon plunked himself down with a sigh.

“Sorry we’re late.”

“Yes,” A deep voice agreed. I turned to see Vihaal standing on my other side. He continued, “I didn’t realize that Gideon was dragging me to another Marvel movie until we were halfway here.”

“Oh, don’t be such a snob,” Gideon muttered. “You admitted that you liked the firstGuardians of the Galaxymovie.”

“Which ones are they? The guy with the metal space suit?”

“No, that’s Iron Man and The Avengers. You don’t like those movies and I would never take you to see one, ever, again,” Gideon said with a shudder. “This is the group with the alien tree and the raccoon. Star-Lord? Mantis?”

“Oh, yes,” Vihaal murmured. “It’s hard to keep them all straight.”

“Hardy har.YoulikeGuardians of the Galaxy, right, Angel?” Gideon asked me.

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