Page 93 of Neighbors With Benefits

“Did you like that?” Aiden asked me after we had said goodnight to Bash and ended the call. We were cuddling in bed, the lights still on and both of our bodies too hot to slip under the sheets.

“Were my moans not obvious enough? Ilovedthat.”

“I’m sorry it wasn’t arealthreesome,” Aiden said.

“Honestly, it was probably a better way to start,” I admitted. “A virtual threesome. Dipping my toes into the idea without actually having a real one. I think I’m ready, now.”

Aiden sighed. “Too bad you have to wait. Might be a while before we’re both home at the same time.”

“Yeah.” I rolled my eyes up to meet his. “Unless we jump on a plane and fly to Iowa?”

“I just got home,” Aiden said. “Let me enjoy a few days here before I have to go out of town again.”

“You’re no fun.”

“You really are adorable when you’re pouting,” he said, caressing my arm.

“I am?”

“Sure. I’ve told you that before.”

“You have?” I asked.

Aiden started to argue, then chuckled. “I told you that on Tuesday night. We told you that you were too drunk to have a threesome. When you pouted, I said you look really cute when you’re pouting. And then you said, and I quote,I agree, so you should fuck me.”

I groaned. “I really don’t like hearing about all the dumb things I did and said when I was drunk.”

“I promise only to bring it up nine or ten more times,” Aiden replied cheerfully.

I fell asleep feeling really good about the decisions I had made. Especially since the guys had agreed to everything.

They would share me.

We would keep it casual, focusing more on friendship.

If-slash-when it ended, we wouldn’t make it weird.

I couldn’t wait to see Cat’s reaction when I told her.

*

Now that everything was out in the open, Aiden and I didn’t need to hide behind the excuse of game night. We hooked up again on Friday, and then spent all day Saturday together—first playing Pickleball together at the court, then staying in for dinner and a movie.

We didn’t watch very much of the movie.

And then, on Sunday, our quick sexual marathon came to a temporary end. I met him in the driveway to say goodbye, wondering how much was the right amount of affection.

“I’ll be back in three weeks,” he said, hugging me. “Keep this asshole from selling all my stuff.”

He pointed his thumb at Dante, who was leaning against the car door with his arms crossed. “I can’t promise anything. A hundred bucks is a hundred bucks.”

“I’m going to pretend you’re joking.” Aiden shook his head and turned back to me.

I wanted to hug him again, to throw myself into his arms and give him a very long kiss goodbye. But Dante wasright there.I could feel his eyes on us. Bored and impatient.

Aiden patted me on the arm. “See you then, neighbor. We’re keeping it casual, right?”

“Totally casual,” I agreed.

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