Right Side of Paradise

by Shon

I loved their freedom. Their fluidity. The way they sustained their friendship and didn’t let that stop them from taking it deeper.

We taught her to never go in her pockets if she was around a man. Why would that change just because it was us? If anything, she knew we had her covered three times over.

We belonged to each other, and our souls had decided a long time ago we belonged together.

“I said it was inappropriate.” He kissed my forehead. “Not that I was stopping.”

“We’re grown, Harlow. I don’t really give a fuck if people know I’m with you. You’ll never be a secret I try to hide.

We’ve been together all our lives, why not make it forever?”

My success didn’t mean shit if she wasn’t taken care of too.

“Rico, we’re going straight to hell with gasoline draws on.”

lmao

I liked being the object of their obsession as much as their adoration. I liked it so much I loved it.

“I always got you, baby. Whether that’s dick, money or someone to hold you through the night.”