“Yeah, isn’t that…like being cheated on or something?” “Why are you asking about that?” Drake interjects. His knuckles are visibly tighter around his mug. “It’s not quite cheating because everything is consensual. Some people just like seeing their partner with someone else,” I explain. She’s fidgeting uncomfortably when she gazes back up at me. “Oh. Okay. Why do you ask?” Here goes nothing. “I think I’d like that.”
