Stitches

I blink. “What does that mean?”

Vague amusement enters his intense blue eyes. “I’m not sure I should tell you.”

I narrow my eyes at him, but lightly. “Well, now you have to.”

“There was this one girl we both knew. A casual, just-for-fun kind of girl.”

I roll my eyes. I don’t savor thinking of Sebastian ever being with another woman. Of course I know he was, probably plenty, but it’s still annoying to hear about.

“Anyhow, we were really young, early twenties.”

I bite my bottom lip to keep my smile small. “My age,” I point out.

“Well, we were much less… domesticated.”

“I bet you were.”

He continues to caress my skin while he tells me his story. It feels nice, the casual tenderness. “Her name was Stella. She was one of a few people who would crash at our place every now and then. Seb and I were both really busy, we both worked two jobs, so we were almost never home at the same time. I started getting to know her when she would stay over. To be honest, I didn’t even know where she slept. It’s not like she lived there, so I figured she crashed wherever she fell. One night I was home and she was there. One thing led to the next, I took her to my room.”

I screw my nose up again.

Griff smirks. “Then a couple days later Seb and I were home at the same time. He came out in just a pair of sweats, she came out wearing his T-shirt. Didn’t take a detective to figure it out, but in case I wondered, he grabbed her ass and kissed her while he waited for the coffee to brew.”

My eyes widen. “No.”

He nods. “Yep. It wasn’t a big deal, like I said. Neither of us were involved with her, but… yeah, turns out we did both fuck her at the same time.”

“She could have told you,” I point out.

“Could’ve,” he agrees. “Didn’t.”

That’s not the same situation at all, but it’s the closest thing I have for reference. “And that didn’t cause any sort of trouble for you guys? It wasn’t weird?”

He shrugs one shoulder, considering. “More funny than weird. There were no feelings involved; we just thought she was a tricky little ho.”

I can’t help smiling. “She does sound a bit like a tricky little ho.”

“At least she had good taste,” he jokes.

I nod my head, raising an eyebrow. “I can’t argue that.” It still doesn’t answe

r my question, though, so I meet his gaze more seriously. “Can you share? Even if he’s able to make it work… can you?”

“Do I not strike you as good at sharing?”

“Not especially,” I say, honestly.

A grin claims his lips. “All right, I guess that’s fair. You’re his, though. His first, at least. That makes it easier. I shouldn’t have you at all, but if there’s a way we can both have you… that’s appealing. Is it good with you?”

I still haven’t entirely decided, but the only response I can muster is a positive one. He’s still running his fingers across my skin like he can’t believe I’m here. I went from nauseated to wanting him in the space of about ten minutes, so it seems like I can bring myself around to it. I just need them to be okay with it. I’m already happy; I’m doing this to make them happy.

It seems like it’s working for Griff so far, so I nod my head. I only hope it’s working for Sebastian, and that it continues working. “Yeah, I want to try it. I just want everyone to be happy. I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”

“I don’t, either. You know how it is with me and Seb.”

“I know how it was,” I state. “But you tried to leave him today. You know he doesn’t deal well with that.”

“Well, I didn’t think this was an option,” he states.