Theirs to Keep

“You’d date all three of us,” he said. “Exclusively. And of course you’d get the same from us.”

“So…”

“We’d be a four-way relationship,” he explained. “Which isn’t that far from the three-way relationship we already have with each other, only we’d be adding you.”

Bryce cleared his throat noisily. Roderick smiled a little.

“Okay, and we’d be adding sex, too.”

“Three… boyfriends.” The words seemed to weigh a thousand pounds each. “Simultaneously.”

“Well not simultaneously,” Camden chimed in. “I mean, not always, anyway.”

“No, no,” I managed, with a sly smirk. “Simultaneously is good.”

“He means all three of us would be your boyfriends at all times,” said Bryce. “No pick-your-day-of-the-week bullshit. No ‘taking turns,’ or anything like that.”

“Oh.”

“We’d share you,” Roderick said, and the word sent a lightning bolt of excitement through me. “Other than there being three of us instead of one, it would be like any other relationship you might’ve had.”

Oh I doubt that, the little voice in my head snickered.

“Of course, we’d want to know a little more about you,” Roderick went on. “More than we know right now anyway, which is virtually nothing.”

I paused for a moment, then nodded slowly. “In time.”

“You’d be our girl after all,” smiled Bryce. “We already care about you. We’d need you to open up at least a little more, when it came to your past.”

My past. It was part of the deal, apparently.

“Speaking of the past…” said Camden, “we need to tell you something else.”

“What?”

“Full disclosure, we’ve done this before.”

They held off, waiting for my reaction. I didn’t

have much of one.

“I know,” I nodded slowly. “I figured, anyway.”

Roderick glanced at the others before turning back to me. “We’ve… dated the same girl in the past. Kept her as a girlfriend, and then—”

“Listen,” I said, shushing him with a finger. “It’s okay. You don’t need to explain. I don’t need to know.”

The guys looked to each other, all three of them exchanging the same glances. It was cute in its own way. But it was also something else.

“My past is my past, right?” I asked.

“Yes,” said Bryce immediately. “Of course.”

“Then yours is yours,” I shrugged. “What’s the harm in leaving the past behind us? Especially if we plan to move on?”

Bryce smiled a little. Camden nodded.

“You do intend to move on, right?”