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He opened a beer for himself. “How are you after last night? Are you okay with all of this—truly?”
She finished off her water. “Yeah, Tay. It’s all good.”
“Why don’t I believe you?” He got two more bottles from the cooler, sat on the outdoor sofa, and patted the seat beside him. “We need to talk, cherry cake.”
Chloe knew he was right. They wouldn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell if they didn’t. So she took a seat.
He handed her a bottle. It was pinot. “Trying to get me drunk?”
“Maybe.” He grinned.
She giggled. “I’m fine, really. And I’m mostly okay with this.”
Taylor poured the white wine into a glass for her. “Which means you’re somewhat not.”
“It’s just that I don’t think I’m supposed to feel jealous of you, but I do.” Chloe took a tenacious sip of wine and glanced over at his brown eyes. They were warm. “You have a history together.” She smiled and took another sip. “I’d be an idiot not to see the connection you guys have.”
He fingered his bottle of beer waiting for her to continue.
She bit her lip. “It is hot to watch you, though.”
Taylor smirked and raised a brow. “Is it now?”
“Oh, yeah.” Chloe nodded.
Taylor pulled her on top of his lap so their faces were just inches apart. Chloe watched his eyes slowly move over her from the top of her head down to where she straddled him. He seemed to study her. “That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
His hands were skimming her outer thighs. He tilted his head slightly to the side. “I’m jealous of you as well, you know.”
Chloe was surprised. “Me? Why would you be jealous of me?”
“I think that’s rather obvious.” He cupped her between her legs. “You have a vagina that he seems quite fond of. I’m beginning to understand why.”
She giggled. “I could say the same…well. You know what I mean.”
“What if…” He paused and his brow furrowed. “What if this doesn’t work for us? What then?”
Chloe had wondered the same thing herself. She was relieved that Taylor had the same misgivings she did. That he felt at ease enough to talk to her about it made her feel comfortable too.
“We’ll find our way.” Chloe rested her hand on his solid chest. “I want to love you, Taylor.”
“For Jesse?”
“For me.”
Taylor slid his hands from her suntan-oiled thighs around to her bottom and pulled her in closer. He kissed her forehead. “I like that answer.”
Chloe looked up at him from beneath her lashes. “When Jesse first told me he was bi and that he loved another man, the only thing I heard was that he loved someone else, you know?”
Taylor nodded and looked upon her kindly, but didn’t speak.
“I thought I should be enough. That he shouldn’t need anyone else. So I…” Embarrassed, Chloe pushed her fingers through her hair. “I thought if we had anal sex, that if he got what he needed from me, he wouldn’t need anyone else.”
He smiled a big smile that showed his teeth. Chloe thought he was trying his best not to laugh.
She giggled. “I didn’t know who the man was, so you were Brittany McCall with a penis. Stupid, huh?”
