Happenstance

The room is spinning.

“If you want any of this to stop, I’ll make it happen.”

“What makes you think we would have met no matter what?”
“Something this perfect can’t be happenstance,” I say confidently.

“You’re going to be a smash at university, Elise.” Tobias kisses my forehead. “And we’ll be smashing you non-stop along the journey.”
“Jesus Christ,” Banks groans. “Way to ruin the moment.”

I might even be in love with this. With you. With us.
Banks drops a fist softly to the table. “How am I supposed to leave now?”
“I was thinking the same thing,” Gabe sighs.
Tobias plants noisy kisses all over my hair and face. “I’ve never been happier to be rich and unemployed.”

One isn’t enough for this woman. I’d say she’s a three-man job, but she’s not a job at all. She’s a privilege.

As a born and raised Catholic, I was taught that the sins of the flesh would send me to hell. Now I’m having a four-way in my bedroom. I’m being offered a blow job and I really want it. This is temptation and I’ve been taught it’s wrong to give in, so I want to give in twice as much.

We’re no longer individuals. Not right now. We’re simply Elise’s.

“It is moving fast,” Banks agrees. “I think I speak for the three of us when I say, we’d be happy with it moving even faster. But we must give Elise time to catch up.”
“There’s no better time to think than when you’re tied to a bed rail,” Tobias offers.
“A better use of the rope might be strangling you,” I say sweetly.

“Gabe…” She bestows an incredible smile on him. “I love your house.”
“Move in,” he blurts, his face immediately turning the color of a stoplight.