Chapter 84

“Maybe they got a lot of flak from the public. Maybe Middle America isn’t ready for so much gay in the afternoon.” I thought about my situation. “Quit waving the rainbow flag!”

“Well, it’s fucking time they get ready!”

When dinnertime rolled around, I discovered two things. One, Cal wasn’t a bad cook, and two, Caryn had never given up on that idea of a threesome. We sat down to slow-cooker pot roast. The meat was tender, the potatoes fluffy, the carrots sweet, and my hostess quite bold. Thirty minutes in, she said, “After we eat, let’s dive into your sister’s hot tub.”

“Sounds good to me.” I knew Julius’s mom had the kids at her house, because Beth and Julius were both working. They didn’t get New Year’s Eve off. Maybe I could help them out with money down the line too.