Chapter 8: Baby Bird

-- WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 1, 2008 --

I descended through each level of the Tri-Delt Chapter House, getting curious looks everywhere I went. It wasn’t often that a lone male walked through the girls-only sorority, after all. But I didn’t run into anyone I knew and made it out into the parking lot unscathed. And before putting on my motorcycle helmet, I paused to pull out my phone and start checking my text messages.

The first one was from June, and her text was simple and to the point: Talked to Kim. Text back when you’re coming home.

Then Dawn had sent me a trio of texts: the first stating that Summer had gone home and asking if I could come over, and the second asking where I was. One might think the third text would’ve been even more panicked, but instead Dawn’s last message read: You’re getting laid, aren’t you? LOL. Just let me know when you’re heading home.

How she knew, I didn’t know. Well, I kinda did know. But I tried not to think too hard about how that all worked.

The most recent thread in my text message history was from Adrienne, who had sent hers only ten minutes ago. She didn’t ask where I was or what I was doing. Her message read: Sasha and I coming to your place tonight. Be there.

Chuckling and shaking my head, I wrote the same message to all three of them: Heading home now. And then I zipped up my riding jacket, put on my helmet, and rode away.

To my surprise, the house was empty when I arrived. A check of the clock told me that most likely Kim had gone to pick up BJ from daycare, and I would imagine June had gone with her. Adrienne and Sasha would still be in-transit. And a check of my phone confirmed that Dawn had received my text and replied: OK. Coming over. She’d also sent a red heart and a kissy-face emoji, which made me smile.

Looking around, I figured I could make myself useful by starting dinner. Kim usually pre-prepped her ingredients in the fridge, and a quick scan told me she was making Beef Yaki Udon tonight. Easy enough for me, and since I was expecting Adrienne and Sasha as well, I started defrosting frozen chicken breasts and microwaved a steamer bag of broccoli.

I had just started the wok-frying part when the door opened and Kim and June walked in with BJ.

“Daddy!” BJ cheered at the sight of me. He immediately ran over to me, his short and stubby arms pumping with his short and stubby legs. I squatted and scooped him up once he got within reach and set him on my left hip. My son immediately laid his head down on my shoulder and hugged me close while I kissed his forehead, and for a brief moment none of my troubles existed and all was right in the world.

“Go play. I’ll take over,” June told me, and I nodded thankfully while carrying BJ back into the living room.

Kim sat down on the couch, wincing a bit as she did so. I grimaced immediately and carried BJ to her, asking, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine. Disappointed, but fine.”

“I’ve never liked this word ‘fine’...” I began.

Kim sighed and gave me a sad look. “In this case, the word is accurate. Somewhat. I’m not covering up resentments but...”

“But you’re disappointed,” I finished for her. “I’m sorry I made you go through that this afternoon.”

“Nothing to apologize for. I’m glad we at least tried.” Kim shrugged and stared away. “I really thought the plugs would help. I’d gotten up to wearing the third one around the house and it wasn’t so uncomfortable. When June started pumping a Ben Junior out of my butt and you came home, the timing just seemed ... right.”

“But it still hurt. A lot.”

Kim pursed her lips. “Yeah. It hurt.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I know.” Kim glanced up at the ceiling, took a deep breath, and then smiled for her Akachan and rubbed his cheek. He was cuddled up against my chest, sensing that Mommy and Daddy weren’t particularly happy at the moment, and he snuggled against me for comfort.

Taking a deep breath, I looked at her and said, “I’m sorry I walked out afterward. Lots of other stuff going on in my life right now and didn’t know how to handle it.”

“You smell like you handled it in your normal way.” Kim smirked. “Who did you end up banging?”

“Well I went for a walk across Albany Bulb to think,” I explained. “I wasn’t expecting to run into a trio of Tri-Delts.”

Kim barked a short laugh and grinned. “Just like old times.”

“Something like that.”

“I’m glad you found some relief,” she said with a smile, but a moment later Kim’s eyes sharpened. “Did you fuck any of them in the ass?”

I blinked. “No, actually.”

“Good.”

I arched an eyebrow, surprised at the vehemence in Kim’s voice. But she turned her head away and I couldn’t read her expression.

A moment later, she looked right back at me, sighed again, and shook her head. “I’m disappointed in myself.”

“Don’t be.”

“I feel like a failure.”

“You’re not. I’ve been clear about this: I don’t need you to give me your ass. We tried something different. It didn’t work. I don’t love you any less for it.”

“Still ... I can’t help but feel...” Kim pursed her lips and stared at the far wall. “I can’t help but feel incomplete.”

I frowned, not sure how to convince her otherwise. We were both silent for a moment, and in the end all I could say was, “You are one hundred percent Kim to me, unique and special and complete in your own way. Master is completely satisfied with you – isn’t that enough?”

Kim frowned and shook her head, eyes moist. And after exhaling slowly, she turned to look at me and said, “No.”

Just then, the doorbell rang, and I went to answer the door with BJ still on my hip. Dawn was outside, and her smile was brighter than the morning sun at the sight of me. She quickly stepped in, wrapped her arms around both of us, and seared her lips across mine with a volcanic kiss.

“Muh-muh,” BJ muttered, and Dawn and I broke apart to find my son making fish lips at the beautiful blonde. Dawn giggled, held his head, and gave BJ a quick kiss on the lips as well.

“Muh-muh,” BJ insisted again after Dawn pulled away, clearly wanting more.

Dawn giggled and kissed him again, this time making it a much longer smack. ““Mmmmmmm-wah!”

BJ giggled too when Dawn finally pulled back. He then patted my arm and kicked out with his legs, signaling for me to put him down. I did so, and BJ immediately raced over to his mom, pumping those short and stubby limbs again, and started going “Muh-muh” while making fish lips at his Okaachan.

Kim quickly wiped her tears, smiled at the joy on her son’s face, and picked him up to give him a sweet kiss, and she cuddled him close as well.

BJ had just finished kissing his mom and then run into the kitchen to start making fish lips at June by the time the doorbell rang again. I got up to let in Adrienne and Sasha, and as soon as the pair of beautiful, busty babes came through the door, BJ pulled his lips off of June’s, wriggled and kicked until she put him down, and then raced over to start tugging on Sasha’s pants legs going “Muh-muh” and making fish lips at her instead.

Sasha quickly scooped up BJ in her arms, held him between herself and Adrienne, and then the newcomers kissed his chubby cheeks at the same time.

“Like father, like son,” Dawn drawled from her seat next to me on the couch, tucked beneath my arm as I cuddled her close.

I smirked and shook my head. “He has good taste in women.”

Kim snorted. “BJ just wants to kiss every girl he sees, period.”

Dawn laughed and repeated, “Like father, like son.”

We collectively decided to save the heavy discussion topics until after dinner, or at least that was the plan. BJ exclaimed that he wanted “Wiggles!” Auntie Adrienne thought that meant she should pick him up and wiggle him around, but my little man wriggled himself free and went to point at the TV while I explained that he wanted to dance to the Australian music group singing nursery rhymes like “The Wheels on the Bus” and other equally kid-friendly music. I cued up one of their DVDs, BJ, Adrienne, Dawn, and I set up in the empty floor space between the coffee table and the TV, and the four of us started gyrating and hopping around to the music while Mama Kim sat back and put her feet up.

Sasha went to go help June with dinner, and I caught myself staring at the beautiful brunette’s booty as she bopped her way from the living room to the kitchen in time with the beat. She still wasn’t the best cook, but she could be quite helpful under supervision, and I certainly enjoyed the way her ass moved as she did her little booty dance.

Turned out, Adrienne did get to pick up BJ and wiggle him around. She even extended his right arm out and pretended she was in a formal dance closed-position with him, albeit with his stubby little legs kicking in the air three feet off the ground.

Dawn, Adrienne, and I each sat down for a spell every now and again, but BJ kept on going for the better part of half an hour. Kim grinned by the end of it, saying, “In theory, this should help him fall asleep faster tonight. In theory...”

Eventually, the seven of us assembled around the dining table, with me at the head, BJ in his booster seat to my left, and Kim seated next to him. June usually sat at the far end of the table, but she squeezed in next to Kim tonight, Adrienne took the spot at the foot of the table, with Sasha next to her and then Dawn next to me.

Everyone thanked June and Sasha for doing the cooking and dug into the meal. For the first few minutes, the only sounds were that of six adults eating their meals and BJ practicing with kid-hinged chopsticks to pick up his yaki udon noodles. Every time he let a noodle drop, he’d pout and mutter, “Aww...”

I found myself grinning like an idiot, and not just at the antics of my adorable not quite two-year-old son. I surveyed the table around me, surrounded by some of the most important people in my life, and I couldn’t help but feel a certain sense of ... contentment.

“When was the last time all seven of us were in the same room together?” I asked, glancing around each of the ladies in turn. “All at the same time.”

Nobody knew the answer immediately. All of them looked thoughtful, but Dawn spoke up to say, “Probably at Morris Camp. The trip when you and Adrienne got engaged. So ... fifteen months?”

“Feels like an eternity, and yet not. I mean, I see all of you all the time. Just not all at the same time.”

Sasha giggled. “We’ve been here barely thirty minutes and he’s orchestrating an orgy in his mind.”

I rolled my eyes and shot her a look. “Now don’t go projecting. Clearly, somebody was thinking about an orgy, and it wasn’t me.”

Sasha blushed and sighed. “Can you blame a girl? I just found out a little while ago that you and June had a threesome with A.D. this afternoon and I missed it. You shoulda texted me at least.” That last part was directed at June.

My co-worker shrugged. “Kind of a last-minute thing. Ben and I didn’t PLAN on the company being shut down.”

Dawn made a face and reached over to rub my forearm. “Yeah, that was such a shock. I had to sit down when you texted me the news.”

“See! You texted Dawn,” Adrienne grumbled.

“AFTER leaving your apartment,” I explained. “Seriously, I was in such shock when it happened that I didn’t text ANYBODY. One minute, Dalton, Penny, June, and I were shutting down our systems. The next minute I was chilling with a beer in hand unable to think of anything beyond those four walls.”

June shrugged. “I texted Kim right away.”

“Yeah, well ... That makes sense,” I admitted.

“Seriously, though,” Sasha interjected. “How are you two holding up?”

“Still in shock, myself. Hard to wrap my head around it,” I replied before raising my gaze to my co-worker. “June?”

June pursed her lips. “They can disconnect our access to the network, but they can’t stop me from thinking about the project. I started writing notes on my personal laptop so we can hit the ground running as soon as they let us back into the office.”

“IF they let us back into the office,” I sighed.

“You were the optimist assuring me everything would work out,” June pointed out.

“Yeah, well, like you’ve always said: Best to be prepared.”

Dawn raised her eyebrows. “How long do you think it’ll take before they let you in?”

I shook my head. “No idea. I have no baseline for comparison. FBI agents probably crawling all over our servers? Figure a week, minimum, and then factor in the fact that they’re a government bureaucracy and double the estimate. Two weeks sound about right?” I glanced over at June again.

My project partner was staring at the table shaking her head slowly in the negative. “We can’t afford a two-week lockout. No matter what: 4D has to close in less than two months.”

“I don’t disagree, but there’s not a whole lot we can do about it right now.”

Adrienne leaned forward and grinned. “Two weeks of spontaneous vacation time?”

Sasha chimed in with a sensuous voice, “I can think of a few things we can do to keep you occupied.”

“Me too. Lots more quality time with this guy.” I reached over and rubbed BJ’s head. My son blinked and stared up at me with his big brown eyes and broke into a little grin, still with his chopsticks and three-quarters of a noodle in his mouth.

Sasha pouted. “Not exactly what I had in mind.”

“I’m sure I can manage for you,” I chuckled.

Sasha sighed. “You’d better. Thing is: SOME of us still have to work for a living. Even if you’re suddenly available between 8 AM and 6 PM on weekdays, I’ve still got my day job.”

“Ben can make time for you,” Kim spoke up. “I know how important it is for him to not just manage for you, but truly be there for you. For ALL of you. BJ still has daycare. And if Ben does pull him out early to have a little father-son bonding time, I wouldn’t mind him spending his evenings visiting the rest of you in trade.”

“I don’t need to trade father-son time,” I muttered.

Kim shrugged. “Call it whatever you want. This is the silver lining in your shutdown. I think you should make the most of it while it lasts. You too, June.”

Adrienne snorted. “June’s gonna spend the next two weeks holed up in her room doing work on her personal time.”

June pursed her lips and shrugged. “She’s not wrong.”

Kim lightly rubbed June’s shoulder. “I think you’ll get out a bit and enjoy yourself.”

June frowned. “I will?”

Kim’s eyes were steady, a little intense even, as she stated firmly, “Yes, you will.”

June blushed and scrutinized her plate. The room fell into a slightly awkward silence, at least until Sasha sighed and said, “I suppose a few extra evenings together would be nice. But then again, it goes right back to what Adrienne said about how one-sided this relationship has been. We’re always taking and taking and having you come over to the apartment to ... well ... take care of us and we’re never coming over here to visit you.”

“You’re here tonight,” I pointed out.

“Well it’s a first step. And besides...” Sasha blushed and glanced over at Adrienne. “Well, we had other topics to discuss, but didn’t we agree to save the heavy stuff until after dinner? I feel like I’m preventing Ben from eating.”

“Oh, right.” I quickly dug my chopsticks into my yaki udon.

“Bottom line,” Sasha finished, “Don’t worry about fitting me into your new daily schedule. I’ll be stuck at work anyway.”

“Well, for now,” Adrienne said quietly, “but it might be worth burning a few vacation days.”

“If I had any left to burn,” Sasha muttered with a rueful grin. “I use them all up as soon as I earn them to go with you on all your globetrotting trips.”

Adrienne shrugged. “Fashion Week is over, and I don’t have anything else scheduled until the Australia trip right before Thanksgiving.”

“You’re going to Australia right before Thanksgiving?” Dawn perked up and looked at me. “Isn’t that when 4D closes?”

I nodded. “We have meetings lined up from Monday through Wednesday before Thanksgiving.”

“In like ... Hong Kong, right?” Dawn continued. “That’s not too far from Australia.”

“Actually, it’s farther than you think. Regardless, what are you suggesting?” Adrienne sat up, intrigued.

Dawn turned to the other blonde bombshell, a sunny smile on her face. “Ben suggested I fly out to meet him out in that area somewhere and spend the holiday together. I was just thinking: If you’re gonna be out that way as well, maybe we can all get together.”

Sasha frowned. “What about Kim and BJ?”

Kim spoke up, explaining, “Spending Thanksgiving with my family. Going to Disney World, actually, more for John’s kids than BJ. Ben’s not invited.”

I shrugged. “Dawn’s family and mine usually meet up for Thanksgiving together.”

June cocked her head to the side. “And you’re going to skip seeing your families to do this ... Hong Kong/Australian vacation?”

I glanced at Dawn. “Well for one thing, we see our families all the time. Missing one Thanksgiving isn’t such a big deal when there’s an opportunity to have some exotic vacation halfway around the world. We haven’t decided on a particular location yet though. Maybe stay in Hong Kong, go to Singapore, the Philippines, Bali--”

“Bora Bora,” Adrienne chimed in with a bit of a smirk.

I arched an eyebrow. “Bora Bora’s not in Asia. You were the one who just pointed out Hong Kong and Australia aren’t that close together.”

“Well ... maybe not. But Taylor got me a hookup on this spectacular, exclusive, private, beachfront villa you’d have to see to believe. I was already planning to bring Sasha there after the Australia shoot.”

Sasha pulled her head back. “You were?”

“It was supposed to be a surprise, but if we can get some more playmates to join us...” Adrienne grinned at me. “I know Tahiti isn’t on a direct line coming home from Hong Kong, but I like Dawn’s idea of all of us getting together. Could I interest you in making a slight detour?”

Kim sighed. “Now you’ve got me wishing we could skip Disney World with the family. Relaxing on a Tahitian beach sounds amazing. I’m almost positive I’m going to come home from Orlando more exhausted than before I left.”

“Probably,” June agreed.

Kim rolled her eyes. “You’re SO helpful.”

June shot her friend a look, but Kim was already shaking her head.

Dawn and I shared a look, her voice pinging in my head. I nodded in answer to her silent question, looked over at Adrienne, and replied, “Sounds amazing. Are you really sure you don’t mind us tagging along?”

Adrienne gave me a warm smile. “I WANT us spending more time together. Seriously.”

I gestured with one hand at her. “Then set it up. We’re in.”

June frowned. “What if 4D falls apart and we don’t go to Hong Kong?”

I shrugged and looked at Dawn. “A Bora Bora vacation over Thanksgiving sounds amazing either way.”

Adrienne clapped her hands together with a happy grin and started rubbing them together like sandpaper. She then glanced over at Sasha and asked, “You okay with this idea?”

Sasha shrugged. “You lead, I follow: That’s how this relationship works, although it’s not a difficult decision if Ben and Dawn are coming with us. I can’t argue with getting Big Ben dick and sweet pussy.”

Dawn giggled.

“You got enough vacation days, right?” Adrienne asked.

“Company is on holiday both Thanksgiving and the Friday after already,” Sasha confirmed, “so I’ll only have to burn one day on Wednesday to fly out.”

Adrienne glanced to her right. “June? You interested?”

The Chinese girl sat up straight, surprised that Adrienne would invite her. “Uh, no, unfortunately not. My parents will certainly expect me home for the holiday. I’ll have to fly straight back after the meetings to get back in time.”

“Such a wasted opportunity,” Adrienne sighed. “And with Kim in Florida, that means it’ll be just the four of us then.”

“Actually...” Dawn ventured hesitantly, taking a deep breath before staring me straight in the eyes. “What would you think if I wanted to invite Summer?”

BJ started squawking just then, having decided he was done with his dinner despite the fact that his bowl was still half-full. I fussed with him trying to get him to settle down with Kim’s help, and together we managed to shove two more bites into his mouth before he declared his mouth a “no-fly zone”. Kim, meanwhile, had finished her meal, and she finally cleaned up his face and unbuckled him from of his booster seat. The two of them headed into the living room for evening reading time.

Meanwhile, the others had held off the whole “Summer” question and moved on to other topics. Once Kim and BJ were taken care of, I focused on wolfing down the rest of my food. And as soon as I was done, Sasha and Dawn both got up to clear the table.

As Dawn returned to the table, Adrienne raised her head to get her attention and asked, “So tell us what’s going on between you and Summer.”

“Hmm?” Dawn looked surprised by the question.

“I mean, I knew you two were becoming friends and going to classes together and all, but I didn’t realize you were close enough to ask about inviting her along on this trip. For one thing, you had to know the four of us would be paired up as couples: me and Sasha, and you and Ben. We know the four of us play well together, even if there haven’t been as many opportunities for me and Sasha to play with you lately. Summer, on the other hand, is a complete wild card. She and I were friends in high school, yeah, but we have no idea how she fits in right now, and I’d like to think you wouldn’t want to invite along a fifth wheel like her lightly.”

Dawn winced. “Maybe it was a bad idea and I shouldn’t have brought it up. You’re right: Things will be easier ... better ... if it’s just the four of us.”

“Nuh-uh.” Adrienne’s smile was all teeth. “I mean, if you’re withdrawing the suggestion and it’ll just be the four of us in Bora Bora, that’s fine with me. Like I said: we haven’t gotten to play with you very much lately. Come to think of it, when WAS the last time the four of us hooked up?”

Sasha and I looked at each other and shrugged, both of us with blank faces.

“Then it’s been FAR too long,” Adrienne practically purred. “We can fix that later tonight. But first ... I’m not letting you off that easy. So seriously: what’s up with you and Summer?”

“I ... uhhh ... I mean we...”

“They’re banging, now,” I drawled with a shrug.

Adrienne’s gaze tick-tocked back and forth between me and Dawn like a grandfather clock pendulum for a moment, and then her eyes narrowed on me. “But just them. Not including you.”

I shook my head in the negative.

Adrienne cocked her head to the side. “Why not?”

I rolled my eyes. “My reasons haven’t changed since this afternoon.”

My ex-fiancée blushed and snuck a look at Sasha. I gathered she had shared with Sasha my little admission about still holding onto a sliver of hope that we might get back together, and that sliver had been holding me back from moving on. And then cocking her head to the side, Adrienne gave me a curious look and asked, “Did you know they were banging when we talked this afternoon?”

I shook my head again and smirked at the memory. The sight of a naked, sweaty Dawn riding a Ben Junior strapped to a naked, blindfolded, bound, and gagged Summer was something that would be seared into my retinas for a long, long time.

“He walked in on us earlier today,” Dawn mumbled, blushing pink. “It must’ve been right after he came home from your place.”

“And how long has this been going on?” Adrienne asked like an interrogative parent who had caught her kid watching porn on the family computer.

“Today was the first time. Well, we almost crossed the line Monday night.” Dawn smiled bashfully at the memory. “I went over to Summer’s place to find her bawling her eyes out about Ben. We’d sort of orchestrated things for the two of them to have a little alone time to hash out their attraction to each other.”

“And Ben made her cry,” Sasha deadpanned.

I sighed and shrugged. “I told her ... I’ve told everybody: I’m not ready for another relationship. I didn’t mean to make her cry.”

Dawn sighed. “We talked. I was trying to make her feel better. We had both been drinking wine all night during a failed project team meeting ... And the next thing I knew, she was kissing me.”

“She does that sometimes,” I muttered. “Just leans in and goes for it.”

“Apparently.” Dawn smiled at the memory again. “But things cooled off after that. I comforted her and calmed her down. But the idea was really in my head, and then today ... I guess we just sorta lost ourselves and went for it. She’s pretty good, actually. I rather want to meet this Jayla McDaniels she speaks so highly of.”

“Good enough to invite her to Bora Bora with us?” Sasha asked lasciviously.

“Slut,” Adrienne drawled playfully.

“What? Like you haven’t been dying to taste that pussy for the first time?” Sasha shot back. “You already told me you were curious after never getting a taste back in high school. And it HAS been a while since we’ve had an extra playmate.”

Adrienne rolled her eyes. “It’s been less than three weeks since Fashion Week ended. With those brown sugar sweeties from Nigeria? Huh?”

Sasha giggled and got a faraway gaze in her eyes. “Oh yeah ... We shoulda gotten their numbers.”

Adrienne shook her head and waved her hand. “Anyway, are you serious about her?”

Dawn blinked. “Define serious.”

Adrienne gestured between herself and Sasha. “Like serious serious.”

Dawn shook her head immediately. “No, of course not. We’re just friends. Friends with benefits now, but that’s pure physical stress-relief. She’s fun. She’s kinky. She’s really into role-playing and this afternoon she started ... uh...”

Dawn had gotten a dreamy, faraway look in her eyes, but caught herself, blushed bright pink again, and shook her head to clear it. Gesturing firmly with her right hand, she finished, “But neither of us is romantic about the other, and she’s still crushing hard on Ben.”

Adrienne glanced over at me for a moment. “Then why would you invite her to Bora Bora if Ben’s not onboard with this yet? It would be super awkward in that beachfront villa if they’re not banging.”

Dawn made a face and waved her hand. “I made a mistake and shouldn’t have brought her up. You’re right: it’ll be better if it’s just the four of us.”

“Unless Ben starts dating Summer between now and then,” Sasha pointed out. “And then it’ll work out perfectly.”

“Not happening,” I drawled.

“Why NOT?!” Sasha sighed.

June was suddenly standing behind me with both hands gripping the top of my chair as she glared at Sasha. “Why are YOU so insistent Ben start dating Summer? You don’t know her like we do, and come to think of it, have you even MET her? For someone who has little to no direct understanding of Summer’s personality, and therefore no real way of knowing if she’s a good fit for him, you seem to be pushing pretty hard for them to hook up.”

“What? She’s hot. I know that much, and if she starts dating Ben it’s that much more likely I’ll get to sample her, too. It’s no secret that I enjoy hooking up with fresh hot babes,” Sasha muttered defensively. “And it’s not like I’m saying anything the rest of you haven’t said a hundred times already. Dawn thinks he should start dating Summer ... Adrienne thinks he should start dating Summer ... You and Kim think he should start dating Summer...”

“I don’t,” Kim stated quietly, glancing over at us almost languidly from the couch, and we all turned to look at her. BJ was absorbed in his book, recognizing that the grown-ups were ‘having a conversation’. So long as his mommy was watching him, he was fine. Kim, meanwhile, reclined against the couch with her elbow on the armrest. When she found the five of us looking at her expectantly for an explanation, she shrugged and added, “I’m perfectly fine with it if he DOES start dating Summer, but I don’t necessarily think he should.”

“Why not?” Dawn asked with a frown.

Kim smirked and raised her hand, miming the shape of a tape recorder before she deliberately pressed down with her thumb.

I sighed and started droning, “Kim, BJ, June, Daw--”

“Yeah-yeah-yeah,” Adrienne cut me off. “That’s getting REALLY annoying.”

“Saying you only want a piece of hot babe like Summer is a fine excuse,” June stated evenly, eyes locked in on Sasha again, “but it’s not the truth. You’re jealous.”

Sasha jerked her head back. “Jealous?!? Of Summer?”

June shook her head. “You’re jealous of Ben. You want Ben dating someone new, Summer or not, because it’ll mean he’s finally moved on from Adrienne and you’ll get to stop worrying about him stealing her from you.”