Jazz: If it makes you feel any better, I’ve been thinking a lot today. About everything.
Me: Yeah? Aren’t you in the middle of game night right now?
Aiden: She won’t tell me her conclusion yet. She wanted to tell both of us at the same time.
Me: So you’re both hanging out together right now, texting me? I’m flattered.
Jazz: Yep! We’re taking a break from Scrabble. And before you ask, I won two out of three games against Aiden.
Aiden: He wasn’t going to ask. You didn’t have to tell him that.
Jazz: Of course I did! It’s the most important information I can give tonight.
Me: Hopefully not the most important. You said you’ve been thinking today?
Jazz: I like both of you. A lot. You’re great friends, and the sex is VERY good. If you are serious about your weird offer to share me, then I’m in.
I let out a sigh of relief. I’d been holding a lot of tension in my shoulders since Tuesday night, and only now was it relaxing.
She wants to give it a try.
It was the best news I could have received, and instantly improved my mood.
Me: Hell yeah.
Aiden: I’m really glad to hear that.
Jazz: I’m not making any sort of commitment, to be clear. I might change my mind next week. You can’t be mad at me if I do. All right?
Me: Yeah, okay.
Aiden: Fair.
Jazz: And here’s a big one that I’ve thought the most about: I don’t want to consider it a serious relationship. I’m still thinking of this as strong friendships with both of you… plus sex. I still don’t want any of us catching feels. We can hang out, play games, and have sex sometimes. But nothing too romantic.
Aiden: This feels like bizarro world. Usually it’s the guys who only want sex and zero romance.
Me: You want to use our bodies and then leave? Wow.
Jazz: No! Not like that!
Me: Just teasing you. All of that sounds good to me.
Aiden: Same.
Jazz: Are you sure? You’re not just agreeing to whatever I say because you desperately want a threesome?
Me: I’m sure. It’s basically everything Aiden accidentally texted you: this can be as involved, or as casual, as you want. You’re the one in control.
Aiden: I started to type all that out but Bash beat me to it. Exactly what he said.
Jazz: Then I think we have an understanding :-) There’s one thing I have to know, though. You guys don’t get jealous?
Me: Nope.
Aiden: Not really.
Jazz: Are you sure? Bash, you’re fine knowing that I might have sex with Aiden tonight?