Page 40 of Achievement Unlocked

When we made it through the entire thing, I had a pretty solid list in my head of what I could help with, what she’d need to travel to do, and I had some intensely vivid fantasies about all the different ways I was going to take her.

A couple involved Nigel, and that was going to be fun too. And then there were the random things that weren’t necessarily sex related, but definitely implied it likestrip poker, skinny dipping,andglass dildo shopping.

A knock came from the front door.

Speaking of Nigel, Megan mentioned he was joining us when he was done working.

“Be right back.” She stood.

I couldn’t help but watch her walk away. The sway of her hips, the curve of her ass…

She didn’t have to go far. The front door was maybe eight or nine feet from the dining room table, so I watched as she opened the door, and the way her smile changed to a brightness I had yet to see.

“Hey.” That shy, sweet tone of hers was back, multiplied by a million.

Did Nigel have any idea how smitten she was with him? After only a few hours in their presence I knew, and I was dim about things like love.

“Hey, yourself.” Nigel stepped into view, using his entire body to nudge hers back a foot or so.

This had suddenly gotten intimate. I had never been fond of the idea of being a voyeur, but I didn’t want to look away from this.

Nigel rested a palm on Megan’s cheek, holding her face and her gaze. “I missed you,” he said in a low, deep voice.

“Me too.”

When he brushed his lips over hers, her entire body sagged. She leaned into him and he deepened the kiss. The longer they stayed pressed together, the more I felt their connection all the way down to my fucking toes.

They finally broke apart, and I gasped along with Megan.

Nigel finally looked at me. “Oh, hey man.”

What the…? Was that jealousy in my gut?

Nope. I was good with this arrangement with Megan and her hottie not-boyfriend. She’d saidno regretsright? That was the perfect mantra for me.

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Nigel’shellokiss was the most natural thing in the world, even though it was the first time he’d ever done that. I hadn’t seen him since Saturday, though we’d talked, and for him to claim me like that—that was definitely aclaim—felt right.

At the same time, I felt Landon’s discomfort. The silence that hung after Nigel’s greeting was awkward.

“Hey,” Landon finally said. “So, uh…” He exhaled noisily. “Give me a minute. I knew what this was, but seeing it…” Another loud sigh. “Why aren’t the two of you already together?”

Nigel used his body to nudge me inside, and closed the door behind us. “This is your show,” he said. “Do you want to start?”

I could tell the story of my past with Nigel, but I’d be woefully lacking when it came to his perspective on things.

“It’s really a simple question. Tell me about how the two of you met.” Landon didn’t sound frustrated or angry or anything but patient.

And yet, memories of Easton had me expecting thewhy do you have to be so stupidto crash through at any minute. If I’d let Landon down or mislead him, I’d done something wrong.

But I’d been up front with him.

Fuck it. Okay, I could do this.

Nigel squeezed my hand. “We don’t owe him anything but the truth.”

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