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“He’s down,” Alicia whispered, closing the door behind her. I placed a finger in the air, letting her know I was on the phone when she entered my room.

“She is not sleeping in my bed,” Drew demanded.

“Yes, she is. She always sleeps with me when she stays here.”

“I know and I don’t like it.”

“You never minded before.”

“That’s because you never rubbed your pussy all over her before.”

“Oh, my god, Drew. You’re ridiculous. Alicia, you can sleep in the same bed, but I’m not allowed to rub my pussy on you. Drew’s afraid I’m going to cheat on him with you in my bed.”

“Drew has the whole place guarded like Fort Knox. Tell him if we do, he’ll be able to watch.”

“I’m going to beat your ass when I get home,” he threatened.

I laughed. “Okay, you can do that. Maybe I will have Alicia do that, you know, just to tide me over till you get home.”

“I don’t think you’re cute at all.”

“Yes, you do. I’m just kidding. Where’s Celeste? Is she in her own room?” I asked, knowing that she was not.

“No, we have work to do, but she has her own bed here. That’s different.”

“How’s that different? You’re letting a beautiful woman sleep in the same room as you, and I’m just supposed to be okay with it?”

“Yes, aren’t you?”

I shook my head. “Yes, Drew. I’m okay with it. I’ve been on trips with you two. You’re both ridiculous. I’ll talk to you in the morning. We’re going to watch a movie.”

“Sleep in pants.”

“I love you,” I retorted, hanging up. I couldn’t believe he was suddenly jealous over Alicia. All because of the night I’d drank a little too much and grinded with the pregnant girl.

“We should go to the beach house soon. You’re going to be too pregnant to go soon.”

“I’m already too pregnant. I can’t believe I agreed to do this. How much longer?”

“Not even three months. It’ll be here before you know it.”

“Oh my god, Morgan. I can’t watch this.”

“Why?” I asked, looking up to the sex scene, laughing.

“Were you this way when you were pregnant? Always wanting sex?”

“I wanted it, I didn’t always get it. Drew and I spent a lot of those months apart, remember?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know how you did it, and it seems like it’s worse when she’s gone. Why do I want sex when Celeste leaves town?”

“How do you and Celeste have sex?”

Alicia chuckled. “You do know that your husband is listening to this conversation, don’t you?”

“Yeah, he probably is. I’m curious, tell me.”

“Like any other couple does, minus the penis.”

“You mean you have like toys and stuff?”

“Do you have toys and stuff?”

“Yes, but Drew has a permanent one that is always there.”

“Celeste sort of does too. There is not a human on earth that knows how to use their mouth better than she does.”

“I’d argue that. Drew is amazing with his tongue.”

Alicia’s phone rang first, and then mine. I could hear Celeste yelling before I ever answered mine. Drew did his own yelling, both ordering us to stop talking about our sex lives. I would let it go, but now I was really curious. I’d just wait until we weren’t in my bedroom to carry on this conversation.

***

We spent our next Thursday with Deidra, talking about me once again. I think she was easing Drew into it, knowing I’d cooperate a little more than he would. I was worried about his turn to share. Drew was so attentive, listening to me describe the way I’d been raised, the hard times we fell on, and the lack of things most people took for granted.

“I don’t think I take things for granted,” Drew interrupted. “I am very thankful for what I have.”

“You do, Drew. I’m talking about things you don’t even think about.”

“Like what?”

“Hot water. Have you ever heated water on a gas stove that you had to light yourself? Heat, have you ever had to pry frozen wood apart to stay warm? Have you ever eaten popcorn for supper because it was the only thing in the house? I can name a hundred things in five minutes that you take for granted,” I assured him, raising my voice. He had no clue. None whatsoever, and his little pity party was pissing me off.

“Now, I’m going to stop you. We’ve established that Drew was to blame for Justin. Honey, Drew’s not to blame for this. Drew had nothing to do with the hardships of your upbringing.”