Page 87 of Don't Make Me Beg
“I can’t believe you got Scout in on it. You must be more convincing than I realized.”
“That or he’s giving her some serious weinering,” Guy adds, his tone as serious as can be.
Leo and Roman share another look, and out of the corner of my eye, I catch the slightest shake of Roman’s head.
“Wait, what was that?” I ask, pointing at Roman. “Why are you shaking your head at the idea of my persuasive weinering skills?”
“So you are slinging D?” Guy blurts, a little too excited, then his face immediately drops as realization hits him. He looks hurt when he looks back at me. “And you didn’t tell me?”
“Nah… I don’t think so,” Leo says with a little more confidence than feels necessary.
“How do you know?” Guy asks, seemingly shocked, and I whip my head toward him with the same level of curiosity. Who the fuck does he think he is that he knows what’s going on from virtually observing me for less than an hour?
Leo rolls his eyes and gestures at me. “Because… look at him… he looks like shit. He’s got dark bags under his eyes, and he’s barely spoken a word since he’s been here.” He nods his head as he takes a sip from his coffee cup. “He didn’t even tease Guy about his new haircut, and when Roman used the wordtitularduring his presentation, he didn’t so much as snicker.”
“Not unless there’s trouble in paradise,” Roman adds with a chuckle.
Guy’s eyes go wide as he turns to look at me. “Dude, did she try to peg you with one of those monster dildos you collect? The one with all the suction cups?” he asks in a whisper, and the room falls silent as we all three blink at him in confusion.
“That was an awfully specific suggestion, Guy. Is there something you’d like to share?” Leo finally says before breaking into a laugh, which Roman joins.
Guy holds up his hands and shakes his head. “Why are you turning this around on me? I was simply asking a question.” He crosses a leg over his knee and leans back in his seat as he spins to face me. “Don’t worry about these jokers, Luka. This is a safe space. You can tell me. Did it tear a little?” He winces like he’s just imagined it and pats me on the shoulder. “What is it that Taylor says,play stupid games, win stupid prizes…”
I pinch the bridge of my nose at the beginnings of a tension headache and let out a sigh. “No, Guy, she didn’t try to peg me?—”
“But you asked her to, and she refused? And now you’re embarrassed about it?” he attempts to finish my sentence.
“What the fuck is wrong with you. No. No one’s trying to shove anything up my ass, nor do I want them to at this time!” I clarify, making sure to clear up all of Guy’s follow-up questions.
Guy rubs his chest like I’ve just wounded him. “Hey, I’m not trying to judge you, just trying to understand with what little information I’ve been given…” his voice trails off, and he and Roman share a knowing look. It’s clear to see that the three of them have been discussing theories behind my back.
“Well, now that the pegging theory’s been disproven… Why don’t you tell us why you look like you haven’t slept in a week? Because I know it’s not the festival that’s got you looking this stressed,” Leo says, and if I wasn’t feeling any shittier before, I am now.
I massage the back of my neck and let out a sigh, not sure how much more of this questioning I can take. Maybe I could benefit from their advice—well, not Guy’s obviously, but Leo is in a happy relationship with someone who shares his mutual kinks. And Roman’s, well, I’m not sure about his current relationship status, but the man’s clearly doing something to keep the pipes cleared, obviously, considering the good mood he always seems to be in.
“If I tell you, you have to promise to keep this between us…” I look up to find them all silently holding up three fingers and roll my eyes… Scout’s honor, how fitting?
I clear my throat, unable to meet their eyes. “Right. Well. Let’s see… We’ve been, uh… There’s been some sexual tension between us, and last night, I’m pretty sure I crossed a line.”
“What do you mean, you crossed a line? Did you fuck her just to get back at her or something?” Guy asks.
Roman shakes his head like he’s disappointed. “That’s pretty fucked up, man.”
“Let him fucking finish, would you?” Leo scolds as all three sets of eyes fall on me. “Luka… Just tell us. What did you do?”
I feel my shoulders deflate even further as everyone falls silent, waiting for me to explain what they know will undoubtedly be the fuck up of the century.
I push my hair away from my face and let out a sigh. “Last night… I sort of… accidentally… took her virginity…” I say in a mumble.
I glance up to see my three brothers watching me, all sharing looks of concern. Fuck, there’s no telling what they’ll be saying behind my back in their group chat now.
“Okay, I’m going to be honest. That was not what I was expecting you to say,” Guy says with a chuckle, then quickly catches himself when he notices no one else is laughing. “I mean, whoa, dude… that’s fucked up.”
“How the fuck do you accidentally take someone’s virginity?” Leo erupts from the other side of the screen at the same time Roman says, “So you did fuck her!”
Guy leans back in his chair, trying to look stern, but I see the curiosity flaring behind his eyes. “I think we’re going to need a story time on this one.”
Oh, well, they already think the worst of me, may as well let it all out.
