As Lauren opened her mouth wide to take a bite of the banana, I was briefly reminded of how she took my cock inside her mouth. I felt a surge of heat in my crotch, but I calmed myself down, reminding myself that she wasn’t feeling well.
“You sound like you had fun, though,” I told her.
She smiled. “Well, it was fun meeting Billie and the other members of Black Storm. George. Randy. Mike. Gus. Dan…” She counted them on her fingers. “I liked Mike. He was funny.”
I nodded. “He does like to tell jokes.”
“And of course, I liked Billie. She was like my grandma.”
I chuckled. I could just imagine Billie reacting to being called that.
“I mean, she has that same warmth,” Lauren said. “I don’t remember my grandma, of course.”
Of course. It was strange how we both sometimes forgot she was missing her memories.
She finished the banana and leaned back against the pillows. “I don’t even remember how I got home. All I know is that Wade dragged me out of the bar and then…”
“And then?”
Lauren shrugged. “I don’t know. Things were blurry by then.”
So she didn’t remember kissing Wade?
She looked at me with creased eyebrows. “Did Wade bring me home?”
Apparently.
“So he said,” I answered.
Lauren sighed. “I caused him trouble. I should apologize to him.”
I waved a hand in front of my face. “Nah. He’s good.”
If Lauren apologized to him, he might just feel even more guilty about what he did.
“And to you,” Lauren added, holding my hand. “You deserve a girlfriend who behaves better. Sorry.”
I shook my head and squeezed her hand. “You don’t have to apologize. You’re fine just the way you are.”
Her eyebrows arched. “Really?”
I nodded, touching her cheek to further reassure her. “Also, you don’t have to force yourself to be with just me. We don’t have to be exclusive.”
Lauren pulled away, her forehead bunched up. “What do you mean?”
“I mean…we only agreed to be boyfriend and girlfriend because you insisted on it.”
“I did?”
“I was never into labels,” I told her.
Honestly, they just had a way of complicating things. Weren’t they the reason for this whole mess right now?
Lauren’s eyebrows eased. “Oh.”
“You’ve probably forgotten, so I’ll tell you again. It’s okay for you to see other guys if you’re interested in someone else. Or kiss them. Or more. I’m not going to be jealous or anything. I’m not going to stand in the way of your happiness.”
Again, Lauren’s eyebrows furrowed. “Does this mean you’re going to be seeing other women as well? Have you been sleeping with other women?”