Page 149 of Neighbors With Benefits

“The answer, by the way, is Rachel Weisz,” Amy said. “That’s who I would choose. But only barely.”

Cat was grinning. “I would swim through a river of her piss just to see where it came from.”

“Cat!” I hissed.

But Amy was covering her mouth to keep from laughing so hard. Cat reached out and touched her arm, saying, “Sorry, I don’t really have a filter.”

“I can tell,” Amy said.

Aiden came marching out of the kitchen. “Wait a second. Amy? You’re bisexual?”

“I consider myself pansexual,” she replied. “But yes.”

“I never knew this! You never told me!”

Amy raised an eyebrow. “Why on earth would I tell my baby brother that?”

Aiden turned to his mom. “Did you know about this?”

“Of course I did,” she replied bluntly. “She made it obvious since the second grade. I’m surprised you didn’t know. Her friend Nelly was always at our house in high school.”

“He was too busy ogling Nelly,” Amy said with a smile, “to realize what we were doing.”

“You dated Nelly?” Aiden demanded. “I had a huge crush on her!”

“I know. That’s what made it so funny.”

Amy and Cat fell apart into laughter, leaning on each other while enjoying Aiden’s shocked incredulity. I shared a look with Dante, who was laughing too. We were never going to let him live this down.

“Hear me out,” Cat told Amy. “Why choose between them? The obvious solution is to have athrouplewith Brendan Fraser and Rachel Weisz.”

She glanced at me for a heartbeat. Why was she looking at me?

“That might be the best throuple in the world,” Amy agreed.

Tabitha stepped up beside me and shook her head. “Now that’s something I can’t wrap my head around. Throuples? Those would never work. Women get too jealous. And men don’t like sharing their toys. Just pick somebody! I don’t understand why everyone has to be sodifferentnowadays.”

“I… had better go check on the turkey,” Aiden said curtly.

I watched him go back into the kitchen. Bash gave me a pained look, and even Dante seemed to wince.

That’s when I realized what Cat was doing. She mentioned the throuple as a way of broaching the polyamorous subject with Tabitha. An innocent way to see how Aiden’s mom felt about the whole thing. And it had worked.

The only problem was her answer.

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We had a delightful Thanksgiving dinner despite what Tabitha had said. Everyone was warm and friendly as we filled our plates, and then our stomachs. And I was pretty sure Cat and Amy were playing footsie under the table.

After dinner, we watched football—The Lions game, not the Cowboys—in the living room while eating dessert. And then it was time for everyone to go home. Tabitha left first, giving me a tight hug at the door.

“Take care of Aiden for me,” she whispered.

“I promise I will.”

Amy hugged me when she left ten minutes later. “Don’t worry about my mom,” she whispered to me. “You’ll find the right time to tell her.”

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