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“My boyfriend forgets these things easily,” Ezra says. “We fuck each other so hard every night that our short-term memory is affected from hitting our frontal lobes against the headboard.” Dex cocks his head. “Why don’t you have sex facing the other way?” “I think we’ve found where your genius lies—in sexual positions.” Ezra nudges Anton. “I think we might need to give that one a try.”
“Because we’re best friends.” “I don’t know any best friends like us.” “And?” I try to burrow deeper into his chest so I don’t have to look him in the eye, but Tripp pulls me back. “I think … I think we need to start looking at us from the outside. If we’re ever going to make our relationships work, maybe we need to—” He takes a breath. “—stop being so possessive of each other.” “I’m not possessive!” “Who do I belong to?” “Me, but—” He grins. “Shut up.”
Tripp climbs out of bed to pull some shorts on. “Can you both shut up?” “Nope.” I stand firm. “Come on, Tripp. Dex needs to calm down.” “No, I don’t.” I climb out of bed too because I don’t want to be the only one not standing. I’m tempted to take my shirt off as well so that I’m not the only one fully dressed, but that would probably be weird. I think. Yeah, definitely weird. “Well, you don’t exactly seem calm, do you?” Oskar points out. “Because you’re stealing my best friend.” He shrugs. “Sorry, boyfriend trumps best friend.” “Well, husband trumps boyfriend! Ha!” I point my finger in his
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“You can teach me to be gay. If you teach me to be gay, I’ll live up to what these people are saying.” Tripp stares at me for a long moment. “You want me to … teach you? To be gay?” “Yes.” It’s the perfect plan. “And how would I do that, exactly?” “You tell me. You’re the gay one.” A spark of amusement fills Tripp’s face. “Uh-huh. And that’s the only difference between us, gay and straight?” “Exactly.” “And what makes you straight?” Is he stroking out? “I like chicks.” “And what makes me gay?” “You like dudes.” “Right.” He pauses, and I wonder if this is one of those moments where there’s
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I’m his best friend. He’s my heart and soul. And nothing will ever change that. Not even his inability to love me back.
“Lucky for you, my brain doesn’t like to retain information, so it’s already gone. You’re sorry, I’m sorry, we’re all sorry.”
It’s impossible to be down or confused when you’re full of margaritas and tacos.
“Touch my hole.” Umm … Huh. All right then. I’ve never touched another person’s asshole, but hey, we’re in this now. And dick is new and I seem to love it, so maybe that’ll be a brand-new toy for me too.
“I want to keep you,” I say between kisses. “Did you mean it?” Tripp asks. “Or was it another lie to try to keep us both here?” “That I’m in love with you? One hundred percent.” Tripp’s eyes flutter closed. “You have no idea how long I’ve craved to hear you say that.” “I tell you I love you all the time.” “Yeah, that you love me like a brother.” “After all the orgasms we’ve given each other, I hope it’s not brotherly.” Tripp shoves me. “I mean it. I never …” He shakes his head and looks down at the ground. “I’ve been in love with you since the day I moved to Vegas.”
Dex dances around the coffee table while I laugh. He pumps his fists in the air, singing, “We don’t have to move to LA. I don’t have to hunt down Zachary Quinto and commit first-degree murder.” “Hey! Now that would be cheating. You can’t kill my free pass to prevent me from sleeping with him.” “What can I say? I don’t want anyone to touch my husband but me.” Is it possible to melt into a pile of goo? Because I think that’s what I’m doing. “No one touches me, huh?” He approaches and pulls me up off the couch. “No one.” “Mm,” I hum. “I like possessive Dex.” “You like belonging to me?”
