Chapter 429

You thought you’d had awkward breakfasts before. Most of them had been at Gemma’s place because of Lucy. Or because Mosche was being weird.

This one almost took them all down.

Iris, which turned out to be the real name of Mosche’s ‘new friend,’ seemed like she was probably a nice, nerdy girl. Well-adjusted for the most part. Why she found Mosche attractive, you couldn’t figure, but she’d slept over last night so she wasn’t just flirting or leading him on or something.

She definitely wasn’t prepared for the revelation that her new guy’s roommate was in a polyamorous relationship and had a foursome the night before. And it didn’t help that the girls weren’t making it easy on Mosche.

Gemma, Sabrina and Becks were all wearing one of your t-shirts, no bras, and panties the only thing underneath. It was almost unfair in its overbearing feminine warfare - it was like they were staking a claim on ... not Mosche, and not really the apartment. And you didn’t need to be claimed from this girl.

You really didn’t get it.

Still, while it was awkward, they didn’t go hard on Mosche or on Iris. You were particularly worried about Sabrina after she’d been so mad at you for initially supporting Mosche in flirting with Iris, and how much effort she put into helping Tasha with the fallout caused by Mosche. But she was mostly silent.

After breakfast, Gemma and Becks went to the washroom to shower first together, while you and Sabrina retreated to your room.

“You OK?” you asked her.

She nodded, pulling you by your shirt towards the bed and you followed her back under the covers. Sabrina quickly snuggled up against you.

“Promise me that, if you ever feel worried that we might need to break up, you’ll not just go quiet on me,” she whispered.

“What do you mean?” you asked in surprise. “Sabrina, baby, I promise I’ll never ghost you. And we might argue here or there but it’s our communication that will mean we’ll never feel the need to break up.”

“You don’t know that though, not for sure,” she whispered. “You might end up deciding-”

“Deciding what?” you prompted her gently. You had your arms around her and were rubbing her outer thigh and back.

“You might decide, at some point, you don’t want a girl who does OnlyFans stuff,” she whispered.

“Oh, Sabrina,” you groaned softly, squeezing her tightly. “I’m doing it with you. I love you for all your wildness, and all your sweetness, and all your sexiness. It might not have been what I expected when I thought about what my next girlfriend would look like four months ago, or even when we first started at the firm together and we recognized each other from class, but you’re mine now and I never want that to change.”

She nodded, accepting what you said, though you knew it would be an ongoing struggle. A decision to try and live without that question in her mind. You stayed curled up in bed until Gemma and Becks returned - they’d both kept their hair up and out of the water and they made a show of dropping their towels and clothing as you and Sabrina went to take the next round of showers.