Page 1 of Seeking Two Lovers

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LILY

No…no.

I scrolled through images of potential lovers the Missing Link app had paired me with, frowning over the number of couples smiling back at me from my cell’s screen.

“No.” I huffed the word. “What part of ‘seeking two male lovers’ don’t you understand?”

“What?” Haley hollered from the kitchen behind me.

“Nothing!” I yelled a reply to my cousin and slouched into our couch we’d picked up at the thrift shop the week before. “Just bring in the wine already!”

Thumb back at it, I went on the prowl.

MM couple hungry for a boy toy.

FF couple seeking SWM.

“The hell?” I muttered, shaking my head.

“What’s wrong?” Haley meandered into our living room and handed me a glass of our favorite chardonnay. Her purple and red dyed hair was pulled up in a messy bun, and she wore a long T-shirt, her favorite sleepwear.

I sipped and sighed inwardly at the cold wine trickling down my throat. She settled onto the cushion beside me and grabbed one of the brightly-colored pillows we’d gotten to offset the bland gray of the couch.

“Must be a glitch,” I explained. “Missing Link is pairing me with MF couples who want a third to warm their bed, older males looking for littles…two dommes on the prowl for a big man to sub for them. Seriously—I did not check off BDSM or any kink boxes. There’s got to be something wrong. I just want two other single guys looking to love on a willing female.”

“Give it a rest. Look later.” She hugged the pillow and took a long drink from her glass.

“I haven’t gotten laid in like…” I tore my focus off my cell and tried to remember the haze of the last week. I hadn’t done much other than lounge on the beach and drink wine while on vacation from the day job.

“Did you hook up with that guy from the bar last weekend?” Haley asked.

Bobby. Or was it Billy? Either way, he’d been a disappointing lay. “The cute redhead. Billy of the Pencil Dicks. Yeah.”

Haley snorted a laugh and sipped her drink. “Seven days and you’re desperate for it already?”

“School’s out.” I reminded her of my teaching job ending for the summer the Monday before. “I’m bored as fuck and reading too many menage romance novels. Of course I’m hungry for a thick, juicy cock or two. Billy’s didn’t do it for me. The guy didn’t know how to use his fingers and tongue either.”

“You need another job to keep you busy for the next couple of months.”

“I’m starting at Carla’s Cafe tomorrow morning.” I went back to scrolling again.

“You are? How come this is the first I’m hearing about it?”

I frowned, recalling getting home from the short interview earlier in the week. Haley had already finished up work at Pieces, the clothing boutique she managed, an empty bottle of wine in her hand. “I told you on Wednesday that I started next Monday. Tomorrow.”

“I was drunk.” Haley gave her favorite excuse with a shrug.

“Bitch.”

“Dickmonger,” she shot back with a smirk.

I snorted a laugh rather than getting angry because she had a point. I liked dick, same as her. End of. My thumb went back to rolling to see what else I could find.

No…no…

“Oh! Now that’s what I’m talking about.” I sat a little straighter and set my wine on the coffee table in front of us. “This guy’s easy on the eyes.”

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