Chapter 180

I found Becca down in the Singles Boat and we did a quick check to make sure everyone was on the boat they needed to be, then went and unmoored them. Just before we raised anchor, we kissed goodnight again leaning over the railings and leaving each other with smiles.

Once she had shut off the upper party lights for their boat and headed down, I shut off the lights on ours and took a few moments to sit in a deck chair and look up at the sky.

Shit was fucked.

Not everything. Not with Becca, Wanda, Leia or Ami. That stuff I could be reasonably sure that the App wasn’t messing with me. Becca had never met Cassidy before this weekend, so it couldn’t have affected her to make her feel more open to sex and love when she did. Wanda’s relationship problems ran way deeper and longer than the App, and Cass and I were just the catalyst that pulled back a corner of the curtain and let her reveal the rest. Leia and Ami were both just a little more reserved and shy, and knowing that I was a safe choice based on the encouragement from Cassidy meant that they felt free to show me who they were in private.

But Cattie and Terra?

Cattie’s relationship problems weren’t caused by Cassidy and I either, but I couldn’t deny that the AMA could be affecting her. She was bisexual, so it might have been working behind the scenes on Cattie every time we met up with her. Maybe the seeds of those problems had been planted months ago, or even years.

And with Terra ... she’d been the first on the trip to be riskier with me. She’d taken off her top for that first-day massage before she and Cassidy had even interacted all that much. But everything past that? How much of it was just her, and how much of it was the App affecting her?

If Cassidy didn’t buy any traits, and I had to trust that she hadn’t, was there even an issue with the App magnifying things?

Terra wasn’t saying she was particularly interested in Cassidy. Neither was Cattie, really, though she’d said she’d be happy to fuck us both if she wasn’t with Heather. They were both more focused on me, and as far as we knew the App didn’t amplify my relationships, just Cassidy’s.

Was it because she was positive about it, or encouraging it? Could their amplified friendship bonding bleed over into how they felt about me?

And did it matter?

The stars out on the lake were beautiful. Back in Vegas we rarely saw a hint of stars, and most of the time it was easy to assume it was a satellite instead. The lights of the Strip drowned out everything in the sky. Out here even the relatively close town lights couldn’t block enough to sweep away the stars.

Did it matter? Really?

Terra was right, no matter what she said, I still felt guilty about her and JC. I felt less guilty about Cattie and Heather, but only because Heather was still being a bitch. What had happened between us was still fucked up though.

Maybe it didn’t matter. Not between me and Cattie, and not between me and Terra. The App’s effect was second-hand if anything.

But with that cop...

Fuck, I couldn’t even remember her name.

I’d had sex with a woman that day and I couldn’t remember her name.

That was fucked up.

I sat and looked at the stars and tried my damndest to grapple with the shit that this App had caused. Terra was right, the cop had enjoyed herself and gone away seemingly satisfied, even if she’d been frustrated and pissed with her partner. But there was no realistic scenario where she would have offered JC and I sex as an apology without the App. Probably.