Family

“Every unmated male is going to wish you were theirs,” he teased.

“There’s only ever been one for me,” I tell him “But… I’ve shared my bed with two,” I taunt.

He lets out an audible gasp and feigns outrage. “Ludicrous! Ady, you shouldn’t speak of it. Our time together would be frowned upon,” he says and bumps his hip against mine.

He put some power in those hips and I catch myself before I fall to my knees. Laughter bubbles up and out of my chest as I think of the old days where we’d get shit-faced. Once upon a time, I would have no choice but to sit through intensely specific details of his explicit fun with women and sometimes men.

“I don’t know how you ever made it home! Mr. Life of the party,” I said and pressed the tip of my finger into his shoulder. “The trouble you would get yourself into!” I laughed.