Page 11 of On My Side (Quiblings #3)
Audrey
Playlist: Guilty as Sin? | Taylor Swift
August
Sky’s Sluts
AshBash69: okay, i think i’m pregnant again after that one. Anyone else?
SkysMainSlut : oh me, for sure. Probably with twins. how is this man SO HOT???
MentallyInStarsHollow: that moan at 15:43??? immaculate conception.
AshBash69: the way i made note of the time stamp so my hubby can listen and replicate it.
SkysMainSlut: you lucky bitch.
MentallyInStarsHollow: no seriously, i will NEVER be satisfied by a real man again. and honestly? If his drops keep being this good, I don’t think i mind.
I fall back against my pillows, lightheaded and chest heaving, as I pull my headphones off and turn my vibrator off.
It’s a quiet Saturday morning, and it’s been over two weeks since Ren and I had breakfast together. Over two weeks of me actually showing up for Piper’s lessons, interacting politely with him, and picturing Ren whenever I masturbate to Sky’s audios.
I know it’s wrong to visualize this man when I masturbate…but when I close my eyes and touch myself, it’s Ren I see. Green eyes hooded, full lips parted, waves stuck to his forehead with sweat as he talks me through it.
Hell, it almost even sounds like him. The way he laughs…
My eyes fly open and I stare at the ceiling fan as the entire room spins along with it.
His laugh .
I sit up against the headboard, my heart still pounding from my climax, and slip my headphones back over my ears.
I know it’s probably a coincidence… but still I scroll through Sky’s audios, choose a random one from three months ago and press play. It takes three minutes for his laughter to fill my headphones.
I could swear it’s the same laugh, just deeper. The same breathy gasping sound that sounds like it’s coming from deep in his chest.
I keep scrolling and starting random audios, heart pounding harder than it was after my orgasm.
The same deep laugh, over and over again.
Until I find his very first audio from a year ago.
I hesitate when I go to press play. This feels like a sort of breach of privacy. Crossing a line, even though it shouldn’t be.
Ren isn’t Sky.
Sky isn’t Ren.
And this was a good one, anyway.
“ Oh my god, hi. I didn’t expect to run into you today. Yeah, I know, we haven’t seen each other since… that night.”
This doesn’t sound like Sky. His voice is higher, brighter.
Like Ren’s.
“ Yeah, your brother told me about the promotion. I always knew you had it in you.”
“No, no, no, no,” I chant, pulling my knees to my chest.
And then he laughs.
I’m so startled by the fact it sounds like Ren’s laugh directly in my ear that I rip my headphones off and throw them across the room like they’re on fire.
Ren is Sky.
Sky is Ren.
“Mom?” Piper calls. Shit, she usually isn’t awake this early. “Are you okay?”
“Fine, birdie!” I wheeze. “I’m great.”
She buys it, I guess, because she doesn’t push it further.
I, meanwhile, am spiraling.
Why ? A small voice inside me asks. Why are you freaking out over Ren and Sky being the same person?
The thought gives me pause, because why do I care? Ren is allowed to do whatever he wants, and Sky is one of the few 4Play creators with zero social media presence. That made me think he had a personal life he didn’t want associated with the work he did for the app.
I mean. I was right. And he deserves that privacy.
But I ruined it.
He’ll never know , that one voice says again. You’ll keep it together and not embarrass him or yourself and never say anything .
God, one can only hope.