Page 42 of Indulgence
“We have the room for the night,” Matteo said. “Why don’t we stay here.”
I could definitely enjoy a night away from home. “Sounds wonderful. Besides, I don’t think I could stand if I tried.”
My husband’s rich laugh resonated off the walls as he pulled the blankets back, and we crawled in for the night.
Chapter Nineteen
Matteo
“It’s always so hard toleave them.” Natalie was pouting in the passenger seat as we turned back onto the highway to head back to Seattle.
We’d just left the camp after visiting the kids for parents’ weekend, and we would see them again in two weeks, but Natalie was right, it never got easier for her to leave them.
She sighed. “When did they get so big? As much as they keep us running all over, it still feels like they were born last week.”
“It sure does,” I agreed, but Natalie was in her head, thinking about something as she stared out the window.
The car was silent for a moment before she shocked the shit out of me. “Do you ever wish we had more children? I mean . . . I know that we have two, but with them going through everything together at the same time, do you feel like we missed out on more? We’re both still young, we could have another.”
It took a herculean effort not to crash the car into the side of the bridge. We’ve had this conversation in the past, granted we haven’t had it in almost a decade, but we had decided that we were good with Jackson and Emma.
“We’ve talked about this, love,” I reminded her. “We decided that we had all we needed in Jackson and Emma. Do you really want another baby or do you feel as though the kids are growing up and we can’t stop it?”
She rested her elbow on the ledge of the car door and laid her head in her hand. “No, I don’t really want another one, but I’d be lying if I said that the idea of it wasn’t appealing. We were so young and scared and stressed back then. Having one now would be a different story. Mostly, I feel like I’m losing my babies to the big bad world, and I want to keep them little for as long as possible. There about to be teenagers, and my heart can’t handle it.”
Reaching over the center console, I gripped her hand. “That’s what happens, sweetheart. They get bigger and grow up. It will happen with every child we have.”
She sighed again. “I know.”
“We can still spend all the time you’d like pretending to make them.”
She chuckled and squeezed my hand. “Oh yeah? What else have you cooked up in that mind of yours? The last thing you planned out was a phenomenal experience.”
It had been a week since our night with Adam. We talked about it the morning after, but we didn’t discuss the possibility of more of them. “I’m not currently planning anything. I feel like we’ve crossed a lot of things off our bucket list.” Blindfolds. Toys. Binding. Anal. Threesomes. We’d done a lot to expand our horizons in just a few months. “But let me ask you this . . . that night with Adam . . . was that something you want to do often or was it just a one-time thing?”
“As in with Adam again or with someone else?”
“Either or,” I replied. “Although, we’d have to have a serious discussion about who we would bring in. It was stressful for me when I was trying to figure things out.”
She considered things for a couple of moments. “It was something I wanted to experience, but I don’t know if I would want that all the time. I’m not sure if I would’ve enjoyed myself with someone other than Adam, but if we keep inviting Adam to have sex with us, I worry how that would change the dynamic of our friendship with him, yours especially.”
I’d seen Adam three times since the night with Natalie. The first time, he strolled into the locker room of the gym and greeted me with a fist bump and, “What’s up” as usual, but I had expected that.
Before Natalie arrived at the hotel, Adam and I had a conversation about how the aftermath of it would be. We decided that, unless something went terribly wrong, we’d act the same as always.
“I agree,” I nodded then chuckled. “It isn’t as if we are trying to be a throuple. Although, I promised Adam we’d have dinner soon. He’s concerned that if you guys don’t see each other soon, things will get weird.”
My eyes drifted to the side quickly to try to catch her expression while also keeping my eyes on the road. She didn’t seem to show any signs of unease at the idea of hanging out with Adam. Not that I thought she was going to, but it was still nice to have conformation that she was okay with Adam. “Sounds good. Let me know when.”
“I will.” We needed to finish our discussion. “Back to the threesomes—”
Natalie answered before I could finish the question. “I say we play by ear. If we find ourselves in a situation where the opportunity arises and we feel comfortable, we can go for it. I don’t think we need to worry about it so much.” When she turned to face me, she had a bright smile on her lips. “I know how much you love to plan stuff, and everything you’ve put together along the ride has been amazing, but we don’t have to have all the plans all the time. Sometimes it’s sexy to be spontaneous.”
My smile mirrored hers as I merged into the right-hand lane.
“Spontaneous can be sexy, huh?” I asked, flicking the turn signal and breaking to take the off ramp.
Natalie pursed her lips and she looked at me expectantly. Her tone dripped with devilishness and curiosity. “What’re you doing?”
