“Uh… that’s okay. “ I whispered softly in confusion.

Marvel snorted in the background.

Joseph smiled and gently cupped my cheek. “You’re precious. “

Precious?

Well okay, I’ll take it. I mean nobody’s ever called me precious before.

Joseph sighed and put his arm around my shoulder turning us around so we faced Marcel.

The jerk was sitting down calmly twirling a lock of hair around his index finger.

He knew we were staring at him, he must have known. I mean Joseph was staring at him in annoyance and I was killing him with my eyes.

That feeling, that I felt, I never wanted to feel it again.

It was dirty.

It really was.

I felt so ashamed. Like it was a kiss, but I felt horrible.

How and why did people cheat? I felt like a cheater. My mind brought me back to Tyler.

Nope, nope, nope. That will not be my life.

I will never again touch Marcel. Ever. Nope! He wasn’t even that cute.

He took his time to shift his eyes in our direction. He shrugged.

What?

He was unbelievable.

“Marcel.” Joseph spoke seriously. “Enough.”

“Didn’t know she would be such a cry baby. “ He muttered.

I gasped. “I am not a cry baby!”

“You kissed me back.” He replied sighing as if bored with the conversation.

I slapped my chest. “Wha---but---I---i---i was caught off… “ I sighed and looked up at Joseph. “I regret it, I feel horrible. “ I whispered to him.

Joseph shook his head. “Don’t worry about that… it’s Marcel.”

I nodded enthusiastically with him.

Yes, let’s give Marcel all the blame. I am 110% behind that.

The French guy groaned. “It was just a kiss. Don’t get so worked up. “ He sat up

“I’m not getting worked up. “ I protested. I put my hand up, having Joseph’s arm around my shoulders gave me confidence. “We shouldn’t even be kissing. It is completely uncalled for and it’s inappropriate and we are grown enough to know right from wrong----“ I trailed off realizing both guys were staring at me without adding their inputs. “… .. Right?”I looked up to Joseph.

He nodded. “Yeah, yeah, you’re right. Of course Lee. Absolutely.”

Marcel rubbed his temples and closed his eyes. “Are we getting pizza or what? “

Joseph took his arm from around me and crossed then over his chest. “Marcel, I don’t think it’s appropriate for you to make our roommate uncomfortable.”

Marvel lifted his eyes to the tall blonde.

“I think you need to be a little bit more considerate of her feelings and aware of how your actions impact and make others feel.” Joseph chastised.

My eyes widened as I heard the serious tone in Joseph’s voice. I looked back and forth between them in slight panic as they had a stare off.

This… this was… strange. The silence as the words came in.. The unmistakable tension in the air.

Marcel chuckled and stood up. “Yes father.”He put his hands up in defeat. He turned to me. “Sorry.”

I blinked, feeling slightly bad. I mean I was involved too. And I had kissed him back. And I’d enjoyed it and it was my shame that had turned to anger. I was also in the wrong.

I shook my head. “No, you didn’t do anything wrong really…“ I admitted and turned to Joseph.

Marcel smiled.

“I also didn’t stop him.”

Joseph chuckled and covered his eyes. “Oh my God, you’re so cute. “

I smiled.

Wow… that was relatively… easy.

Joseph turned to me. “Okay… . Look Lee. “ he brushed my shoulders. He stood up and turned to Marcel who was once more twirling a lock of his hair around his index finger. Joseph turned back to me. “First, are you at all uncomfortable about being around us. Is there anything that puts you off or just makes your skin crawl?” he asked.

I shook my head.

He smiled. “Because I really want you to stay for a long time. I like you here.”

I smiled back. “I like it here too.” I admitted.

We smiled at each other.

“Pizza! “ Marvel groaned.

I sighed and crossed my arms. “You’re really annoying. “

Joseph widened his eyes, his mouth forming a big ‘O’.

“Suck my dick Eloise.” He responded with a smirk grabbing himself.

My mouth dropped open.

“Okay, okay, that’s enough.” Joseph stepped in.

“Never sucked my thumb, why would I start with yours?” I retorted.

Joseph choked on his own spit.

“Thumb?!!” Marcel screeched, arms wide open.

I shrugged innocently.

“Okay, I’m not Joseph but I’m packing. “ He spoke defensively.

I rolled my eyes and smirked.

Marcel looked offended. He pointed to Joseph. “He’s a show-er, I’m a grow-er… she got me fucked up… “ he laughed.

I gasped as Marcel unzipped his pants and yanked it down.

I turned around chuckling in disbelief. This dude was crazy.

“Your thumb Eloise?”

“Marcel, put that away.”

“Oh, no, sweetheart don’t look away now…”

I shook my head and walked away, my back to him. This was too much.

“Oh you talkin all that shit. Put this in your mouth, let’s see if you choke on it!”

I covered my mouth laughing hysterically as I rushed out of the kitchen.

Marcel was insane. He was utterly insane.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I heard Joseph’s groan.

I made my way up the stairs, shaking my head. I didn’t need to see Marcel's dick. I’d already seen it. He was a grow-er huh? Well what I’d seen had always looked like a semi erection, so maybe he was packing a lot more than I thought.

**

They were speaking in hush voices as I made my way quietly downstairs.

I wasn’t sneaking, I was just… . You know… Walking extra quiet.

Just one time, I wanted to actually overhear one of their conversations.

“You’re not my fucking dad.”

“Maybe, I need to be one, cause you’re acting like a kid.”

“She’s fine.”

“I like her. I want her to stay here with us, but you keep fucking harrassing her---”

“I’m not harrassing her.”

“You’re being inappropriate. Marcel, you’re being a fucking sleezeball.”

I walked on my tip toes to get closer.

“She enjoys the attention.”

“No, she doesn’t.”

“I’m just playing.”

“No you’re not.”

That last part. The last part was serious. Don’t do too much Lee, but I wanted to see their faces. Because after what Joseph said they hadn’t spoken another word. I pressed my back against the wall and strained my neck to peek into the living room.

Marcel was sitting on the couch.

Joseph standing in front of him, arms crossed.

“I said, I was playing.” Marcel finally reiterated. I couldn’t see his face. I could only make out the wavy hair above the couch

Joseph shook his head. “And, I’m saying you’re not.”

They stayed in silence for a couple seconds, until Joseph dropped his arms and turned around in circles as if in despair. “I don’t---I don’t even Know----whats going on with you. Like what’s going on.”

Marcel didn’t respond. But I could see Joseph staring down at him.

The blond guy shrugged. “Are you bored of me?” his voice was so soft.

I put my hand over my heart.

“No.” Was Marcel's response.

“So… “ Joseph dropped to his knees and sighed.

“I don’t know. “ Marcel replied. I watched as his hand reached out and he touched Joseph’s hair. He slowly carressed the side of his face. Joseph smiled and leaned into the caress.

Marcel ran a finger over the guy’s pink lips.

“I’m not bored of you Joseph. I love you okay. “

Joseph nodded and I watched as his hands moved up to slide up Marcel’s thighs, I assumed as the arm of the couch was blocking my view.

My mouth parted as I saw Marcel slowly lean forward, now in my view, he lifted Joseph’s chin and kissed him.

I licked my bottom lip, remembering exactly what those lips felt like a couple hours ago. Soft and wet.

Marcel rubbed his ear and leaned back into the chair.

Joseph grinned and leaned forward, his gaze drifting downward… .. The lap, was he staring at Marcel’s lap?

His hands moved as he scooted himself closer.

Oh, my, God, no… no he’s not… he’s not… .. I covered my mouth as I saw Marcel shift slightly and just like that his pants were a pool by his feet.

His hand came behind Joseph’s head, the latter smiling as he lowered his head.

My mouth dropped open.

Leave Lee, go, go, go. Give them some privacy.

Marcel moand and I couldn’t leave. Immediately feeling my body heat up. I could see his hand moving in Joseph’s hair but I saw Joseph’s head bobbing slowly.

Immediate wetness people. Immediate.

Then the slurping sound started.

Joseph must have lathered that dick real good.

I covered my mouth. If I took another step, could I maybe see their faces?

I wanted to, I wanted to so badly.

No, no, don’texpose yourself. It’ll be that last step that got you tripping.

“Oh fuck… “ Marcel’s moan and increased breathing caused my nipples to harden so quick.

I wanted to see, I wanted to see.

Joseph came up and I saw the wetness on his lips, the line of saliva as he jerked him off with his hand.

Marcel bent down to kiss him again.

This, this was better than porn.

Joseph lowered his head again. His bobbing faster, the noises heavier, and then I saw Marcel’s legs move. He was now fucking his face.

I buried my face not to squeal.

His breathless moans were driving me into an unstable level of horniness.

I turned and tip toed away, my body pulsating.

Nope, I couldn’t. I could not masturbate to them right there. Nope. That’s a whole new level of creepy that I didn’t want to venture. I slowly tip toed upstairs.

But what the fuck!

I had me some real life porn.

Why did they have to be so fucking sexy?

**

I was extra sweet to Joseph. I don’t know if he noticed but to me it seemed like he appreciated it.

Did this handsome hunk really think Marcel was bored of him? To the point where he would kiss a girl?

Marcel was… . I don’t even know. I honestly feel like he was in his own little world sometimes.

In fact he ignored me for about 4 days.

And can I tell you, I was offended? Straight up offended.

But I couldn’t act like I was offended, because then I would be… inviting his attention?

I don’t know what dance this was, but I wanted to get off the floor.

Besides at the hotel somebody checked in two days ago and he was FIOONNE! OMG.

I checked him in the front desk, he was smooth, smelled good, had jokes and a black card. He was the ambiguous race type of person. Couldn’t tell what he was, maybe Arab cause his name was Killan Hasaan.

Oil money what, what!

He was obviously here on a business trip, I mean he’d booked one of the top suites. That gorgeous, gorgeous fucking… I might have a problem. I really thing I do.

I drop my panties for a charming smile and hazel eyes.

“Girl, you gonna fuck him?”

“I am not going to fuck him Lady!” I shook my head as we passed more stalls.

“Why not?” she put her hand on her hips, her long messy curls flowing to the side.

I snorted. “Because! Because… . “ I shook my head in disbelief.

“Because, listen to me youngblood!” she shook her chest. “You need a fucking one night stand with an Arab Prince to take your mind off your fucking hot gay roommates.”

I sucked my teeth at her and filled my eyes. “My mind is not on my gay roommates. “

Lady smacked my ass. “Uh-huh.” She turned to the seller. “Two bracelets. “ then turned back to me. “By the way, you sure they gay?”

I laughed. “Of course they’re gay. They are literally in the most fire loving relationship, I’ve ever seen. “ I fanned myself.

Lady shrugged. “I don’t know… Especially that Marcel one, that curly messy hair one---”

“the jerk. “ I corrected.

“The top for sure.” She giggled.

I shook my head and paid for our gelato as she handed me one if the ice cream.

“You know Lee… . You’re so admant on them being gay… you think it’s because you’re trying to give reasons as to why nothing could happen?”

“I’m not admant on them being gay. “ I shrugged. “I’m stating facts. “

“No, you’re attracted to them, so you want to talk yourself out of anything by saying their gay. “ she dipped her spoon to taste my gelato.

“That’s absurd.” I shook my head

“Sexuality is so fluid babes.” Lady continued. “I mean, I’m pretty sure Joseph swings that way, mostly… But listen hun, if Marcel is touching your breasts, kissing you, tongue and everything, giving you all these hints that any straight guy would give and you would understand!” she pointed out. “I don’t care where he sticks his dick, he wants to fuck you!”

My mouth dropped open. “He’s gay!”

“He wants to fuck you.” Lady pointed out simply. “And don’t be so close minded he’s most likely bi or pansexual.”

“What… . “ I whispered as if a light bulb went off in my head.

Lady took another scoop of my gelato and nodded vigorously. “A whole new world just opened up for you huh?” She laughed and tried to get some more of my gelato and I pushed her away.

“Come on, why does yours taste better?”

“Cause I didn’t go all crazy mixing up flavors.” I pushed her away again and we laughed. I reluctantly let her have another scoop.

**

“Hey… “ I smiled brightly. “Is there something I could help you with?”

Mr. Hasaan grinned as he leaned against the counter.

“Hope everything is to your satisfaction. “

“It is… “ He admitted. “Actually, I was wondering what there is to do around here. I have a bit of time to relax before I fly out.”

“Beach, hikes, sailing, surfing, clubbing… “ I smiled, noticing that his gaze was occasionally drifting to my lips and then back to my eyes.

Oh, oh okay… I like this game. I can play this game.

“Depends on what you’re into Mr. Hasaan. “

He shrugged and leaned in a little closer. “You.” He whispered and backed off slightly with the most charming smile.

I looked over at Sandra busy helping somebody else before I turned back to him. I straightened up a little and my smile grew. “That’s very kind. “

He chuckled. “What time do you get off Miss. Grady?”

I leaned forward. “In two hours.”

He also leaned forward. “Well may I request your company after work?” he whispered.

I giggled. “I’ll think about it. “ I whispered back.

He chuckled and moved back. Patting the counter and winking at me before leaving.

I watched him leave, smiling stupidly to myself before realizing I was still on the clock.

“Hi, is there anything I can help you with today?” I smiled at the elderly couple.

**

“Whoa! Whoa!” Joseph whistled as I grabbed my purse off the table.

Marcel looked up from his book.

I grinned. “Got a date.” I turned around showing off my skin tight black dress.

Joseph narrowed his eyes. “Uhm…With who?” He asked. “Do we know him? Where’s he from? How come we haven’t heard of him? Are you sure he’s a good guy?”

I laughed and leaned over and kissed Joseph on the cheek. “Yes dad, he’s fine. He’s a guy I met at the hotel.”

Joseph shook his head. “Lee, you gotta be careful, guys can be real assholes. You don’tknow anything about him.”

I was surprised at Joseph’s admant protest. “Joseph, I’ll be careful and he’s fine.”

“I don’t know Lee, I don’t think it’sa good idea for you to go with a random stranger from a hotel. “ Joseph insisted. “Maybe---”

I laughed again in disbelief. “It’s fine, if anything happens, I’ll make sure to call you.”

He still looked unconvinced. “Okay… Well… be careful.”

I grabbed my purse and blew him a kiss. “See you guys later… “ I turned to Marcel who’d simply been watching but hadn’t joined in the conversation.

Catching my eye, he lifted his book back to his face.

Typical Marcel.

“Bye Marcel. “ I said loudly, dripping with thick sweetness just to bother him. I wasn’t expecting a response and he didn’t give one. I smiled and left.

“You’re not her dad, stop acting like it. “ I heard Marcel’s voice as I grabbed my keys.

“But it’s true, we don’t know this guy.” Joseph complained.

I paused for a minute grabbing my keys, curious on the conversation.

But whatever else they were saying, was now out of earshot.

I shrugged and walked out the door. I was going to meet him at Kiko's bar. First date rule, don’t let them know where you live.

I smiled happily as I walked under the beautiful bright moon and glistening stars.

You know what?

Maybe, I’ll fuck him.

Live a little right.

I reached into my purse to take out the phone that vibrated.

-Don’t do anything stupid.

I stopped walking as I read the text. Well, well Marcel interesting. I shook my head and chuckled.

-won’t do anything you wouldn’t do.

I responded and put my phone away. Joseph probably made him send that.

I pulled out my phone again at the next vibrate.

-not reassuring

I laughed and texted back.

-didn’t know I needed to reassure you.

I held the phone this time as I kept walking.

-Joseph needs reassurance.

I slowed down and replied.

-Well tell Joseph, I’ll be fine.

I felt, I don’t know… . Considered? They were actually like, looking out for me?. I smiled. I loved it. And I was so going to get fucked tonight. Thank God Almighty. My life sure was looking up.

I walked a little faster out of excitement, but not too fast to sweat, cause that’s not cute. Nope not cute for a date.

I could already see the bright lights of Kiko bar.

I looked down at my phone as it lit up with another text.

-You looked good in that dress.

I stopped as I reread Marcel’s text. Why did that make my heart race?

I sent a smiley face and put my phone away. I stopped reading too much into Marcel’s antics.