“Are we together?” I asked.
“Yes,” she insisted.
“Okay.”
“I don’t know why I kissed Sean. It just happened so fast.”
“I’m not angry.”
“No, I know. And that’s great of you. Maybe I’m a little angry at myself.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know.” She threw her hands up and then dropped them to the couch in exasperation. “This is all just so confusing.”
“Meara, I really like you,” I began, reciting the speech I had practiced on the drive home. “I’d like to take our relationship to the next level.”
“I really like you too,” she countered. “But I’m not sure if I’m ready for anything serious.”
A thought occurred to me. Meara’s twin was involved in a polyamorous relationship with three guys. They were making it work, and it seemed like a win-win-win for all involved. Vlad, one of Millie’s boyfriends, was a close business associate. He didn’t open up too much about his love life, but from what he said, I knew he was perfectly okay with the arrangement.
Maybe I could find my way to participating in something similar. Sean and I didn’t have to argue over Meara’s affections if we came to an understanding. If she was reluctant to enter into a committed relationship with me, maybe I could sweeten the pot by adding my friend into the mix.
It was possible that proclivities ran in the family. Meara might be interested in following in her sister’s footsteps. It was worth a shot, anyway. Sharing her with Sean would be better than a tepid, uncertain relationship that consisted of sex and not much else.
“Have you thought about trying something like what your sister has going on?”
By the look in her eyes, I could see I had touched a nerve. She straightened in her seat, suddenly interested instead of reluctant. I knew I had tapped a vein, and the energy in the room changed. She was excited. The mere suggestion was enough to get her motor going, and I had a hard time not scooping her into my arms right then.
Could I really share her with Sean? I thought I could. I didn’t have a jealous bone in my body when it came to my friend. He was straight-up with me, and I was honest with him. I thought we could make it work.
Kent would be livid. I couldn’t help grin when I thought of his bellyaching. If he was pissed to be left out of a kiss, imagine how he would feel if the three of us embarked on a sexual relationship together. The notion was almost enough to tip the scales. I wanted to stick it to Kent almost as much as I wanted to make love to Meara.
She licked her lips, withdrawing slightly. “I’m not sure.”
“Think about it,” I said softly, taking a seat beside her. “Think about it right now.”
I took her face in both hands and kissed her, feeling satisfaction as she melted beneath my touch. We didn’t even make it up to the bedroom. She was so turned on, she climbed onto my lap and undressed me there in the living room. I knew I was on to something. She might not realize it yet, but if the mere thought of being with two of us at the same time turned her into an animal, I was going to make sure it happened.