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"Oh, definitely the belly button," Daphne says.
"Unbutton this for me then, hon." The bartender motions to my shirt.
I reach for the top button, but she stops me.
"No, hon. Your girlfriend unbuttons it. I swear, sometimes smart men can be so dumb." She shakes her head.
Fuck, Daphne unbuttoning my shirt. No problem.
I look up at the ceiling. I try not to think about the two of us on the bed. I fail.
Don't think about pink elephants.
I switch to another focus instead. The rest of the day. Our plans. What the hell are we doing?
Dinner with everyone.
The rest is secret. Zack's plans to embarrass everyone involved. Thankfully, both the grooms are strictly interested in dick.
There's a very low chance any of the activities will stimulate me.
Daphne's fingers brush my stomach. The waist of my slacks.
I try to visualize a show. Men gyrating in unison. An over-the-top appeal to someone's idea of sexuality. Not mine.
Far, far from mine.
Her fingers brush my skin again.
The image shifts. The pulsing music stays, but the men disappear. Instead, Daphne is the one on stage in a bow tie and black slacks, suspenders carefully arranged to cover her nipples.
She undoes the bottom button.
In my head, she pushes the suspenders off her shoulders.
I try to shift my mental image. To a surefire boner-killer. My sister crying about her broken heart. Under that tree in the backyard.
That's where we always go to talk.
She and Daphne are close enough they've had fights. Cry under the tree fights.
Daphne undoes another button.
Another.
I close my eyes. I picture myself under the olive tree. That's where she'd go if I touched her best friend. Only she'd be there alone. With no one to tell her it's okay.
My blood returns to my brain.
My shoulders tense.
I settle into some strange place between stress and desires.
Daphne undoes the last button of my shirt.
For a moment, her hand lingers on my chest. She looks down at the tattoo I got with Cassie and smiles. "I forgot about this." She traces the line without thinking. "It suits you."
All at once, both things overwhelm me. My desire to protect my sister.
