when
Eric cut himself. How gentle they were with me when I banged on their door at 2
a.m."
Olivia wiped her lips with a napkin and sat
back. "Okay, so why did you run out of there like that then? It's not like
snatching the card will keep them from finding out where you live. They know
you're an interior designer and they know your last name. They can look you
up."
Carrie fell silent for a moment. Did she really
want to explain why she ran? They'd always been able to tell each other
anything, but Carrie was embarrassed. She'd acted like a bitch. Dammit . She took
a deep breath and spilled. "I was scared. They're so amazing and I just
felt overwhelmed. And then Eric's mom was horrible and Zeke's sister started
picking at him and I panicked."
Olivia chewed on her lip. Carrie knew her
sister was thinking and forced herself to wait.
"You could call them," Olivia finally
said. "If they're as nice as you say they are, I'm sure they'd
understand."
Carrie felt the panic start to claw at her
again. "No! No, I don't want to do that. They probably hate me anyway. I
ran out on them, after they saved me. No."
Olivia sighed. "Okay. You don't have to
make any decisions today. Just think about it." Olivia poked at the hand
Carrie had fisted around a napkin. "I don't think I've ever seen you this
torn up about a man before. Clearly these two mean something. You should just
take your time with it."
"There's still the threesome thing."
"Well, if what you feel is real, isn't it
worth it?" Olivia's face tightened. "I fell in love with Rob knowing
his job would take him overseas a lot, but he was worth the risk. Your risks
with these two men are different, but when someone special falls into your
life, you've gotta grab on with both hands."
--------------------------------
Ironically, Zeke and Eric showed up just as she
stopped in front of the contraceptives.
"Thinking of us?" Zeke said in her
ear.
Carrie jumped. Holy shit he's like a ninja . She glanced at the condoms on display.
The universe was definitely trying to tell her something.
"Zeke." Carrie forced herself to turn around, a pool of shame burning in
her gut. She was such a loser. Why didn't she call them? If she had, she
wouldn't be stuck in this awkward situation. "Um, I didn't see you. Or
hear you." Eric was right behind Zeke. "Eric, hi." Her voice squeaked embarrassingly high.
Oh my
God, I am so lame . She remembered what her sister
said. You gotta grab on with both hands. "I'm so sorry I didn't call." She squared her shoulders. "I got
a bit freaked out." Zeke wasn't smiling, but he didn't seem angry. Eric
still looked a little hurt.
"Yeah, that morning was kind of rough."
Zeke ran a hand through his hair.
Carrie didn't know what to say. She looked
around. An old lady stared at them from the toothpaste section. This wasn't the
right place to talk, anyway. Carrie stepped back intending to shove her cart to
the side. Instead she crashed into a bunch of boxes, obliterating the display. Crap . She looked down. Five cartons of
Extra Large Ribbed For Her Pleasure were strewn all
over the floor. "I am such an idiot," she muttered, crouching down.
Unfortunately, Eric squatted at the same time
and their heads smacked together. Carrie lost her balance and landed on her
ass. Her hand came down on one of the boxes, crushing it. She felt little
ringed packets under her palm and snatched it away, flushing. She banged into
Eric again. " Ow , shit. I'm so sorry." She
rubbed her forehead. When she looked up, Eric sat across the aisle from her,
laughing. Her pussy gave an interested throb as the memory of the night she'd
spent with Eric and Zeke flashed through her mind. God . "What's so funny?"
Carrie was mortified.
"Do you realize that we've run into each
other seven times now? And this time we somehow ended up right in the middle of
a pile of condoms?" He chuckled, shaking his head. "Someone's trying
to tell us something. It's karma."
"That's what my sister said," Carrie
muttered
Eric cut himself. How gentle they were with me when I banged on their door at 2
a.m."
Olivia wiped her lips with a napkin and sat
back. "Okay, so why did you run out of there like that then? It's not like
snatching the card will keep them from finding out where you live. They know
you're an interior designer and they know your last name. They can look you
up."
Carrie fell silent for a moment. Did she really
want to explain why she ran? They'd always been able to tell each other
anything, but Carrie was embarrassed. She'd acted like a bitch. Dammit . She took
a deep breath and spilled. "I was scared. They're so amazing and I just
felt overwhelmed. And then Eric's mom was horrible and Zeke's sister started
picking at him and I panicked."
Olivia chewed on her lip. Carrie knew her
sister was thinking and forced herself to wait.
"You could call them," Olivia finally
said. "If they're as nice as you say they are, I'm sure they'd
understand."
Carrie felt the panic start to claw at her
again. "No! No, I don't want to do that. They probably hate me anyway. I
ran out on them, after they saved me. No."
Olivia sighed. "Okay. You don't have to
make any decisions today. Just think about it." Olivia poked at the hand
Carrie had fisted around a napkin. "I don't think I've ever seen you this
torn up about a man before. Clearly these two mean something. You should just
take your time with it."
"There's still the threesome thing."
"Well, if what you feel is real, isn't it
worth it?" Olivia's face tightened. "I fell in love with Rob knowing
his job would take him overseas a lot, but he was worth the risk. Your risks
with these two men are different, but when someone special falls into your
life, you've gotta grab on with both hands."
--------------------------------
Ironically, Zeke and Eric showed up just as she
stopped in front of the contraceptives.
"Thinking of us?" Zeke said in her
ear.
Carrie jumped. Holy shit he's like a ninja . She glanced at the condoms on display.
The universe was definitely trying to tell her something.
"Zeke." Carrie forced herself to turn around, a pool of shame burning in
her gut. She was such a loser. Why didn't she call them? If she had, she
wouldn't be stuck in this awkward situation. "Um, I didn't see you. Or
hear you." Eric was right behind Zeke. "Eric, hi." Her voice squeaked embarrassingly high.
Oh my
God, I am so lame . She remembered what her sister
said. You gotta grab on with both hands. "I'm so sorry I didn't call." She squared her shoulders. "I got
a bit freaked out." Zeke wasn't smiling, but he didn't seem angry. Eric
still looked a little hurt.
"Yeah, that morning was kind of rough."
Zeke ran a hand through his hair.
Carrie didn't know what to say. She looked
around. An old lady stared at them from the toothpaste section. This wasn't the
right place to talk, anyway. Carrie stepped back intending to shove her cart to
the side. Instead she crashed into a bunch of boxes, obliterating the display. Crap . She looked down. Five cartons of
Extra Large Ribbed For Her Pleasure were strewn all
over the floor. "I am such an idiot," she muttered, crouching down.
Unfortunately, Eric squatted at the same time
and their heads smacked together. Carrie lost her balance and landed on her
ass. Her hand came down on one of the boxes, crushing it. She felt little
ringed packets under her palm and snatched it away, flushing. She banged into
Eric again. " Ow , shit. I'm so sorry." She
rubbed her forehead. When she looked up, Eric sat across the aisle from her,
laughing. Her pussy gave an interested throb as the memory of the night she'd
spent with Eric and Zeke flashed through her mind. God . "What's so funny?"
Carrie was mortified.
"Do you realize that we've run into each
other seven times now? And this time we somehow ended up right in the middle of
a pile of condoms?" He chuckled, shaking his head. "Someone's trying
to tell us something. It's karma."
"That's what my sister said," Carrie
muttered
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