1. Marcy's Playground 2 by loyalsock


    Date: 2/3/2017, Categories: First Time Author: loyalsock 

    ... they were already walking in the front? That didn't make any sense. I tried to think back. &#034Goin' in through the back door?&#034 Loud laugh. &#034You know it.&#034 I just didn't get it. I replayed it in my mind. I couldn't make sense of it. At all. Wait. HOLY SHIT! Did that mean what I think I meant? Nah. But what else could it mean? I drove the next few miles in a daze. Then another thought popped in my head. Were Evan and Jean-Luc a couple? I mean, would Jean-Luc say something like that if they weren't? Hhhm. I mean... that would be a pretty forward comment for someone to make otherwise. Wouldn't it? But I thought about the shimmering tension I felt when Evan stood next to me when we were alone. And the book. How Jean-Luc looked at me. Evan pulling him away. Maybe I misread all that. Or... could it have been jealousy? Maybe they were both bi? I mean, it's a sex club, right? Or maybe none of it meant what I thought it meant. God. There was nobody I could talk this over with, for sure. And... now, for real, I had something I needed to be discreet about. Hhhm. Well. I think I have a tag line now. It's none of my business. But boy, am I curious. Next day at work was the most dead I'd seen it. I started on the new Susan Mallery book. That night I stopped at Zen Sushi for dinner. I heard a voice from over on my left side. &#034Marcy?&#034 I turned. Oh no. Evan. I blushed. &#034Ah, hi.&#034 &#034Hi.&#034 He was sitting at a booth. Already eating sushi. I walked over. God, ...
    ... this was awkward. What do you say to a guy who, um, yeah. I looked at the table. He ordered a lot of sushi. &#034Ah, spicy tuna,&#034 I said just because I had no idea what else to say. &#034That's my favorite.&#034 &#034Do you want to join me?&#034 My gaze bounced back up to look at his face again. That was a bad idea. Wasn't it? &#034Okay, ah, sure,&#034 I said. I caught the waitress' eye to let her know I was sitting down and slid into the booth on the bench opposite him. I felt heat in my cheeks. &#034So hi,&#034 I said. He chuckled, a barely audible brook bubbling out of his teeth and bouncing over me quickly before it faded. When his quiet little laugh subsided, he was still smirking. &#034Perv,&#034 I said in a very friendly way, obviously joking. &#034Guilty, but hey, you work there.&#034 Now I smiled. The waitress came over and took my order. She walked away, and I stared at him. The heat that had dissipated when I ordered came up again. I was so curious. &#034You look like you want to ask me something,&#034 he said. &#034Ah, yeah.&#034 &#034Ask away.&#034 &#034Well, it's a little personal.&#034 &#034Obviously. Whatever you want, go ahead and ask.&#034 &#034When did you first know you were into guys?&#034 &#034What? I'm not into guys.&#034 I stared at him. Tried to get a sense if I believed him. I did. &#034I thought you and Jean-Luc were a couple.&#034 &#034Why?&#034 There was a second's pause. &#034Because we come in at the same time?&#034 Well, I thought to myself, ...
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