“All three of you? Together?”
Millie swallows. “Don’t judge me, okay? But, God, I don’t even know how to say this.” She closes her eyes. Squeezes them shut, really. “Okay, this is totally out of character for me, but thingsescalatedthat night.”
“Escalated how?”
“It’s why I really wanted to see you, Em. I have to talk to someone about it. Someone besides Keith and Granger.”
I cover my mouth in shock. “Did you have a threesome?”
Millie lets out an eek. “Yeah. We did. Crazy, right?”
“Wow, Millie. That’s...”
“Are you totally going to judge me?”
I reach across the table and take her hand. “No. I’m in no place to judge. I mean come on, I’m attracted to a man who is all wrong for me.”
Millie’s eyes brighten. “You and Asher...did you hook up?”
I shake my head. “No.”
“But?”
I exhale, needing to admit the truth. “I want to.”
“Is that such a bad thing?”
I bite my bottom lip. “I have Cadence to think about.”
“You aren’t just a mother, you know, you are also a woman. A woman with needs.”
I chuckle. “Is that what you told yourself Friday night?”
Millie smiles coyly. “Something like that.”
“Are you glad you did it?”
“I am. Keith and I’ve talked about it before. Not because we weren’t satisfied with our love life, but because it’s always been one of my fantasies and it just...it felt right. It was fun.”
“Would you do it again?”
Millie shrugs. “I don’t know. Maybe? I love Keith, but I’m also my own person.”
“I had no idea you were so sexually adventurous,” I admit.
“There’s a lot about me that would probably surprise you.”
My belly flip flops at those words, knowing I’ve said them to Ash more than a few times over this past week.
I keep telling him he doesn’t know me, but have I given him a chance to figure me out?
The answer is a firm no. And there is a reason for that. But right now, as I look at Millie - a faithful wife, a generous friend, a loving parent - I think maybe my reason for not opening up is all excuses. The same ones I’ve been using for years.
Asher Stoneisa bad idea.
But when I watched his video, I wasn’t disgusted.
The opposite, in fact. I wanted to wrap Ash up in my arms and kiss him long and soft. I wanted to take off all my clothes and offer myself to him, entirely. Not as a sacrifice, but as a lover.