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“Is that a bad thing?”

She shook her head. “Just not used to it. Not used to being shared and not feeling like I’m cheating on Abel or Beck or Briar.”

I shook my head lightly. “I don’t know. Sometimes I will be too into work; it’s nice knowing one of my friends can pick up the slack. I love the little family I have and couldn’t imagine doing anything without them.”

“And I’m the lucky girl?” she said, confused.

I nodded.

“And you want to date me, not just fuck me?”

“Yes, Psalm. I haven’t even fucked you yet! I thought I proved myself.”

She laughed, nodding. “Yeah, you have! Just still new and weird to me.”

“It’ll take some time,” I muttered, hoping she didn’t reject the idea of us.

20

Sal

I wrapped myself in the towel as I dripped onto the ground. My eyes were locked on Osiris and who he was texting. “Is that Abel?”

He shook his head. “Would you like to talk to Abel?”

“Yeah, if that’s okay?” I said. It felt weird asking for my boyfriend after getting finger fucked by one.

He pressed a few buttons before putting it on the speaker.

Abel picked up instantly. “Why are you calling me? Did something bad happen?”

I chuckled as Osiris handed over the phone. “Hi, Abel.”

“Oh, hey baby girl. You with Ris today?”

“Sadly,” I answered, smiling.

“I’ll leave you two alone,” Osiris muttered, rolling his head. “Try not to go through my phone.”

My throat dried, thinking about what he could have hidden. Would it be that beautiful cock of his? He obviously felt comfortable enough for me to have his phone because he just walked out and closed the door.

I limped to the bed, sighing as I sat down.

“Did Theo kick your ass that much?”

“Fuck yeah,” I muttered. “Can… I see you? Are you too busy to video time?”

“Never too busy for you,” he said quickly, and the phone dinged with an incoming video.

Quickly, I fixed my hair and answered it.

Abel’s beautiful face lit up the screen, and instantly I smiled. “Hello, beautiful.”

My eyes rolled, but the smile stayed on my lips. “What have you been up to?”

He showed me the room and how empty it was. Half of the room was colored, and the evidence of paint on his body told me he was painting.

“Mhm, that seems fun.”