Page 95 of Sharing Shane

“At least he’s bringing snacks,” she muttered and rose to go deal with her stinky, mildewed laundry.

“So, let me get this straight,” Delia said. “You sent him a picture, he brought dinner, you told him you thought having a threesome with he and Wyatt would be hot, then you fucked like bunnies.”

Veronica turned to pull a glass from the cabinet. “That’s pretty much the gist, yeah.”

“Then he asked you on a date, and when you told him you’d be on your period, he not only didn’t cancel but offered to bring your go-to period snacks.”

“Yes.”

Delia reached for the plate of brownies on the counter. “That might be the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard.”

“I know.” Veronica opened the refrigerator. “Is this freshly squeezed orange juice?”

“Uh-huh. Cora made it this morning.”

Veronica pulled the pitcher out. “I love your cook.”

“Me, too. She made these brownies, and they’re so good. You sure you don’t want one?”

“If you had any non-THC ones, I would.” Veronica returned the pitcher to the fridge and resumed her seat at the breakfast bar. “I thought she always made a straight batch for Julian.”

“He took them to work.”

Veronica pursed her lips. “You ever wonder what would happen if he took your plate into the office by mistake and accidentally drugged all his interns?”

Delia pointed a finger at her. “Don’t even think it. Julian’s paranoid enough as it is.”

Veronica snorted into her juice. “And he’s the sober one.”

Delia broke off another bite of brownie and popped it in her mouth. “Go back to the threesome. Was that just sexy talk, or are you going to do it?”

“It might not be just sexy talk.” Veronica bit her lip. “Is it a terrible idea?”

“Are you kidding? It’s a fantastic idea.”

“What if it screws things up?”

“Like what?”

“I don’t even know what Shane and I are doing at this point,” Veronica pointed out. “Are we dating? Still just fucking? And there’s Shane and Wyatt’s relationship to consider, too.”

“Shane and Wyatt have been together a long time, I’m sure they’ve survived bigger trials than your pussy.”

“Thank you so much.”

“I’m guessing,” Delia said with a small grin. “I mean, I’ve never personally experienced your pussy. Maybe it’s a huge trial.”

“Why am I even friends with you?” Veronica wondered out loud.

“Look, if you want to do this,” Delia began, then paused. “Do you want to do this, or is it just a hot fantasy?”

“I think I want to do it.”

“I’m so jealous of your life,” Delia sighed.

“Delia. Be helpful.”

“Okay, fine. I think the first thing you do is talk to Shane,” Delia said. “Tell him you’re worried about how it will impact all of you, get his take on that, and go from there. He’s the one who’s done it before, right?”

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