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I snap my head up at Julie’s voice. She’s standing in the doorway to my office, grinning over at me. I open my mouth to say something snarky, but for once, I’ve got nothing.
“Only with him.”
“I know a thing or two about that.” Julie’s expression softens and it hits me again how much she’s changed since Asher. How much deep, rock-solid love has changed my once high-strung and tightly wound friend. We used to butt heads a lot, but not so much anymore.
I stand up and walk to Julie, wrapping my arms around her in a tight hug. She hugs me back, and when we let go of each other, she studies me.
“What was that for?”
“I’m just…proud of you. Of me. Of all of us. We’ve come a long way over the past two years, and I think we should say it more.”
“Jesus, Mol, that must have been one hell of a trip.”
I huff out a laugh. “You literally have no idea.”
“Well, you’re about to tell us. Donuts are downstairs, and Emma should be here any minute. It’s your turn in the hot seat.”
I find I don’t mind that at all. I may have been a closed book about Gabe once before, but right now all I want to do is sit with my friends and eat donuts and tell them absolutely everything about the man I get to call mine again.
Chapter Thirty-One
Molly
“He came inside you and then ate you out until you came again?” Hallie asks. “Ben’s pretty dirty, but he’s never done that.” I giggle at Hallie’s curious expression and am now ninety-eight percent sure she’ll be sitting right down on Ben’s face tonight after he comes.
“Jeremy does it all the time.” Emma shrugs and takes a sip of her coffee. “Did it just this morning, in fact. Why do you think I was late?”
“It’s weirdly hot; I don’t know why,” Julie says, grabbing a second donut from the box in the middle of the island.
I rescue the last chocolate donut. I don’t want it yet, but I will later. I deserve a third donut after this morning’s phone call from hell. “I think it’s because it’s, like, evidence they marked us or something. It’s some caveman shit.”
“Wait, Asher too?” Hallie says, her head swiveling to stare at Julie.
Now it’s Julie’s turn to shrug. “Of course.”
“Hang the fuck on,” Hallie mutters, picking up her phone and typing furiously. She barely sets it down before it beeps.She looks at the message, a broad smile spreading over her face. “That’s what I thought.”
“Uh, we’ll be needing to see that message,” I say, holding out my hand. Hallie slaps her phone into my palm with a look of satisfaction. I put it down on the island so we can all read it together.
Hallie
Tonight, I want you to fuck me against the wall, then go down on me after you come until you make me come again. Maybe twice.
Ben
Why wait for tonight? Get that perfect pussy home, Hallie Girl, and we can do it right now. We taste amazing together.
Emma snorts out a laugh. “Report back tomorrow, Hal. We’ll be needing those details too.”
“Bet your ass I will,” Hallie says with a smug smile. Her phone beeps again, and in a weird, synchronized Pavlovian-type response, we all look down at it. Right into a picture of a very familiar hand palming a very impressive dick print in gray sweatpants.
“Fuck.” Hallie snatches up the phone and glances at the picture again, eyes gleaming, before she taps out a message and puts her phone face down on the island. “Sorry about that,” she manages before all four of us burst out laughing.
“Holy shit,” I wheeze, tears streaming down my face. “I told Gabe we were sharers, but I’m pretty sure that’s not the kind of sharing he imagined.”
Julie recovers first, wiping under her eyes. Looks like it was a no meeting day for all of us because we’re all dressed down in leggings and hoodies. These are my favorite mornings. When noone is running to an appointment and we can forget about work for a while and just be. I meant what I said to Gabe. These are my sisters, and I never would have gotten through the last ten years without them. I understand that in a much deeper way now that Gabe is back in my life.
“So,” Julie says, leaning back in her chair and crossing her legs. “Let’s switch to Molly before I think too hard about the fact that I just saw my brother’s dick print. Because, gross. We know about the plane sex and the hotel sex and the sex by the tree. And while that is an enormously impressive amount of sex, I think what we all want to know is, what does it mean? Did you figure out what you want?”
