Page 236 of Worthy

“Leave me alone! I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Fine.”

It’s another fifteen minutes before she enters the bedroom, but she’s got some light makeup on, her hair braided, and a cute little pajama set on.

“I can see your ass cheeks hanging out of those shorts.”

“I know,” she says with a wiggle. “Come on. Let’s take a shot.”

“Maybe two.”

As I’m swallowing down my second shot, there’s a knock on the door.

Vic releases a low squeal before giving me a look. “You’re gonna be fine.”

“Just open the door.”

She scurries over as I try to appear casual, leaning against the kitchen counter. When I realize it may look weird that I’m just staring at the door, I busy myself by washing out the shot glasses.

The door opens and footsteps enter the apartment.

“Aiden, this is Oliver.”

As soon as I hear the name, my head snaps up. Oliver is a man.

Vic gives me a nervous looking smile.

“Hey, Aiden,” Oliver greets, not at all surprised that I’m a guy.

“Uhh. Hey.”

“Wanna sit on the couch?” Vic asks him, already escorting him there.

I make my way to the bedroom and stand there with my mouth open for a few seconds. “Hey, Vic?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you come here a sec?”

I hear her whisper before the sound of her footsteps get louder as she approaches the bedroom. When she walks in, I quickly close the door, taking care to keep it quiet.

“What the hell are you thinking?” I whisper yell, my eyes doubling in size.

“Oh,” she says, holding up a finger and looking at the door. “By the way, our third for tonight is a guy.”

I scoff, throwing my hands in the air. “A fucking dude? Why would you think you could spring a guy on me?”

She puts her hands on her hips. “Why would youassumeit was a girl? Why do straight dudes think women are interested in the same type of threesomes they are?”

“You’re not…you’re not straight! I am! Being with a girl isn’t going to be weird for you.”

“You don’t have to fuck him,” she says, her voice creeping into a yell. “You can both focus on me. I’ll be fine with that.”

I give her a look. “You knew what I was expecting, and you heard me continuously sayherandsheand didn’t think to say, ‘Oh, by the way, it’s ahe.’”

She bites on her lip. “I just did.” When I give her a look, she says, “Okay, fine. I’m sorry.”

“Well, what are we gonna do?”

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