Chapter 440

We were in pain. All three of us, even if I hadn’t drunk as much as Becca and Wanda.

I blamed it on the fact that we didn’t drink enough water through the night. Becca muttered it was because we did so much sweating between the hot concert and the hot sex. Wanda decided it was because we’d been up so fucking late.

The reality was probably a mix of the three.

There wasn’t any morning sex that Sunday, mostly because we were all so wiped out. Ralph still needed his morning routine, though, and so Wanda had to get up with him, and that meant Becca and I woke up. Not wanting Wanda to suffer alone, we mutually decided to get up as well.

Advil was handed around, and we all drained large glasses of water before we did anything else. And once we were moving, it was at a slow shuffle. Wanda took Ralph out, bundling herself up in sweatpants and one of the hoodies the girls had liberated from me at the end of the trip, quickly bundling her hair up in a bun on top of her head and firmly planting a big pair of sunglasses on her face, and then adding her ballcap to shade her eyes further as she shot me a weak, hangover-pained smile.

Becca put on a thin athletic bra and a pair of panties, and wouldn’t let me put on more than a pair of shorts, convincing me by running her fingers teasingly along the waistband as she kissed me tenderly. I thought we needed showers, but she only let us brush our teeth (a slow process due to our headaches) and told Wanda to do the same once she came back from Ralph’s early morning business.

Then we made breakfast together - leftovers from the morning before formed the core of the meal, and I scrambled some eggs in a butter-filled pan to add some protein and cut the sugar.

Even eating went slowly, and we were all pretty quiet as we filled our stomachs. The Advil started to kick in, the water helped, and the food began to give us back our energy. Still, once we were done eating, we sat without the lights on at the table in quiet recovery long enough that I wondered if one of us was going to fall asleep. We only started moving again when Ralph let us know that he needed to go out for his post-breakfast business.

The three of us went together this time, taking our time for a slow, half-hour walk as we just were together. Thankfully Becca, needing to put on some more clothes herself and deciding on a matching outfit to Wanda, allowed me to put on a shirt. No underwear under my shorts, which Wanda thought was a great idea, but at least I wasn’t in just my shorts and shoes.

It was kind of amazing how we didn’t get approached by random people wanting to pet Ralph. I argued that it was because there were three of us together, while Wanda continued to swear she rarely got approached while walking him, especially not like I had.

The girls decided I was just cursed with an approachable magnetism.

Once we were back at the apartment, Becca made it clear that she wanted to conspire with Wanda about something, and I was banished back to the guest room so that they could talk and I could start checking my messages and sending my Good Mornings to the rest of the women I was in a relationship with. Their ‘bribe,’ offered without me uttering any complaints, was both of them stripping off their hoodies, and Becca taking off her bra, and jiggling their breasts as they watched me break into a grin.

Boobs were boobs, after all.

“Good morning, Tiger,” Cassidy answered her phone on the first ring. “Do you have a couple of sexy blondes snuggling you this morning, or are they slacking?”

“Good morning, baby,” I said, breaking into a smile as soon as I heard my fiancée’s voice.

“Hold on, Terra wants to know the answer, too,” Cassidy said, obviously smiling, and a moment later she swapped to speaker phone with a soft thrum in the background.

“Good morning, Tiger,” Terra said.

“Good morning, honey,” I sighed, my heart feeling overly full. “God, it’s good to hear both your voices.”

“They totally aren’t snuggling him right now,” Cassidy said to Terra on their end.

“Definitely not,” Terra chuckled.

“We already took a walk together this morning, plus had a big breakfast, and we’re all dealing with hangovers,” I told them. “And now they’re ‘conspiring,’ according to Becca.”

“Ooh,” Terra said. “I wonder what they’re planning.”

“It better be good if it’s burning their time with him,” Cassidy said to her, my fiancée’s smirk coming through her tone.

“They also wanted to give me time to make morning calls and texts,” I deadpanned.

“They’re so sweet,” Cassidy sighed, all three of us laughing at her teasing about-face.

Cassidy and Terra were already on the road, heading up through Louisiana towards Mississippi so that they could travel a little more through the middle of the country instead of needing to ride all the way through the heat of Texas from basically end to end. They’d gotten Terra’s car hooked up in the trailer device early that morning, had loaded the last of her most valuable things in the U-Haul truck, and dropped off the keys to the place with one of Terra’s friends, who would hand them over to JC so he could take care of his half of the move-out.

Breakfast at a diner that Terra liked had been their last stop on their way out, and now it was smooth freeway driving for the next several hours.

For my part, I gave them a bigger update of everything that had happened yesterday, and how the date night had gone. Cass wanted more details about the ‘after date’ activities, but I knew Terra wasn’t quite as hungry for details of my sex with the other ladies as some of them could be, so I kept it limited to length, how late we were up, and the whole neighbour banging on the walls thing. That got both of them laughing, and Cass made a teasing promise that once we were all in Vegas, her and Terra were both going to need nights like that. I was more than happy to agree.

I wished them a good, safe drive for the day, and Cassidy made me promise to keep them updated when I was heading to the airport, taking off and landing back home. A round of ‘I love yous’ got me off the phone with them, and I hung up with a soft sigh.