Six months ago, Angie Cross had a fantasy she never thought would come true. Now she’s the happiest she’s ever been with two men she adores. But Charlie and Justin are being secretive, and Angie really wants to know what’s going on.
Knowing her lovers, it’s likely something to do with their anniversary, and depending on what it is, she may end up killing them in the end or falling deeper in love. What’s a girl to do?
Note: This short story was originally published in the charity collection, Love Is Proud.
Trevor opened the door fifteen minutes later, I was helped out of the car by Justin, who’d been waiting when we pulled up.
“Angie,” he said while pulling me into his arms. “Are you alright? I’m sorry you had such a rotten afternoon.” He leaned back a little to look me over and frowned. “You look the worse for wear. Still beautiful, though,” he added, kissing my cheek.
I let my heart melt just a little bit, but not much. “I’m fine, love, but there’s no way in hell I’m going anywhere fancy looking like this. What were you and Charlie thinking? You always do this.”
“We were thinking you’d like some two-on-one time, so I reserved the entire restaurant for the night,” Charlie said, coming up behind me to wrap his arms around the both of us and resting his chin on my shoulder. “You look wonderful, my love, whether you’re wearing something fancy or nothing at all. Are we forgiven?”
I turned my head to look at him. “You ...” Just when I thought I was getting used to the lengths these men would go to show me how much I meant to them, they did something else that simply floored me.
“I ... I don’t know what to say.” I looked down at my rumpled clothing and knew my hair was a mess. Some stylist I was. “You’re both very sweet, but are you sure it’s alright for me to go in there like this? You’re wearing suits, and tonight is special. I wanted to ...” My words faltered.
“Shh, love,” Charlie said, taking my arm while Justin took the other before leading me inside. “You’re perfect.”
“I don’t know about that ...” I began to say but was kissed quiet by Justin when we stopped at the table to which our smiling hostess had led us.
When I was like melted butter in his arms, Justin let me go and Charlie kissed me just as thoroughly before pulling a chair out for me. A good thing, too, since my legs were like limp noodles by then. With the three of us seated, I was able to catch my breath and admire my surroundings. We were indeed the only three people in the place, aside from the staff.
“This is too much, guys. It’s not really necessary. I know how much you care for me, and you know my feelings on the matter. But you always ...” I stopped and shook my head. “I don’t need all this, you know? I nice evening at home watching a movie is fine, too.”
Charlie lifted a glass of champagne that had just been poured for the three of us. “I know it’s a bit much, and perhaps we could tone it down a bit. But it’s our way of expressing our deep affection for you and all you’ve brought to this relationship. Justin and I love having you in our lives. You make us whole. And now ...”