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Letting out a breath, she side-eyes me.
“I was wondering how you all feel about each other being involved in this… whatever it is. I know we all just met, and there’s all of this drama … but does it feel like more to you?” I nod in agreement, but don’t say anything, wanting her to continue. “Does it bother you that I have these feelings for… all of you?”
“Honestly? No, it doesn’t. I can’t speak for the others, but I’m not bothered by it in the slightest. I don’t know where this is all going, and there’s a tiny part of me that worries you’re going to get your memory back and come to your senses, but I feel strongly that we should go with it.”
“I wonder what the others think about it.”
“Ask them.” I shrug. “It’s better to be upfront and honest, right? And if a six-way relationship, in any context, is going to work, there’s got to be open communication. Just ask, and I’ll help… if you want me to.”
“I don’t think Lukas wants anything to do with me.”
“Do you want anything to do with Lukas?”
“Maybe. Probably... I feel the same pull to him as I do the rest of you. But it hasn’t had as much chance to develop. When he showed up today, I was so ridiculously happy. But I also don’t want any of you to feel like you have to be here or have to be with me, in any way.”
“I don’t think you have to worry about that. Lukas doesn’t seem the type to do something he doesn’t want to do. And I’ve seen the way he looks at you, like some kind of beautiful puzzle he wants to unravel. Although….” I lean forward conspiratorially. “… I don’t know anything for sure, so it could be nothing. But Micah and Lukas definitely know each other,” she nods, so she’s definitely noticed their dynamic. “I sense some major tension between them.”
“Do you think they might be together, or might have been before?” She asks.
I nod. “That’s exactly the impression I had.”
“You don’t think… Do you think Lukas resents me because of my potential relationship with Micah, even though it’s not like that… or at least isn’t yet. I don’t know if it will be, but...” She babbles a bit, and I find it endearing that she is so worried about our feelings regarding her relationships with each of us.
“I think he’s more logical than that, so I don’t think he would resent you, no. But it could be why he’s holding back.”
Her mouth turns down.
“If we all did want a relationship, all six of us together, would it bother you if any of them were with each other also?” I ask.
“No,” she answers immediately. “No, it doesn’t bother me. If they love each other, they should love each other. I would never want to get in the way of that. And if their love for each other is contingent upon me holding back my feelings for them, I would step back.”
“And if they were to maintain their relationship but not want you to step back?”
She sits up to face me, her grey eyes wide. She opens her mouth to say something, but then promptly closes it again. I nudge her again, prodding for her thoughts.
“I think it’s… kind of hot,” she lets the words out on an exhale.
“So do I.” I agree emphatically.
As if summoned, the door opens and Micah walks in, Lukas following behind him with a tray.
I wag my eyebrows at her before we turn our attention to the dynamic duo themselves.
Micah
This place is swanky. It’s easy to see why this place used to be so popular, but I can’t imagine why they shut it down. I guess it works to our advantage though.
I carry my bag into the room that will be mine for the foreseeable future. Having packed so quickly, I don’t have much to unpack. Thankfully the bathrooms are stocked with products, I realized too late that I forgot to grab toiletries in my haste to escape my parent’s house. Luckily, Lukas always has extra essentials, so I was able to brush my teeth and shower at his house. He even had my favorite body wash under the sink, probably left from when I used to stay there so often.
Once I’m all settled in with my meager belongings, I head out of the room to get my patient settled. Dr. Franks gave me bottles of medications for her to take in place of the IV meds, and it's nearly time for her first doses.
Opening the door, I smack right into Lukas, who steadies me with his hands on my shoulders. He’s removed his sweater vest, his light blue button-down shirt rolled up to the elbows. There’s a bag over his shoulder.
He’s nearly half a foot taller than my 6-foot self, so I have to look up at him when he’s standing close like this. One side of his mouth quirks into a grin as he pushes me back through the door.
“I know you’ve got to run off and play doctor,” he says winking, “but I have some things for you first.”
I’m glad to see him more relaxed about the situation. After I helped him finish packing, we talked well into the early morning hours. There was some kissing and light touching, but all above the belt. It was healing, and I feel like we’re in a good place right now.
