All the Mustangs in Montana by Red L. Jameson

Author:Red L. Jameson [Jameson, Red L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red L. Jameson

Charli had meant to call her friends on her wedding night, but nerves had gotten the better of her and she’d hardly remembered her name, let alone calling anyone. Now, it was very early in the morning. Her new husband had woken her by showering and humming some French song, which made her smile a lot. She had to call them before the news was everywhere.

Last night, Luc, like usual, had been kind and sweet. He’d asked if it would bother her if he slept in his boxers, something he usually did apparently. He’d promised to get pajama pants before she’d answered. When they’d been drunk and had gotten into bed together, they’d been, well, drunk, with a loss of inhibitions, easily cuddling against each other, though clothed. Last night—they’d been stiff and awkward in his boxers and her little PJs. She’d thought of asking to snuggle, of touching his tattoos spread across his chest and shoulders and part of his back that she could see clearly but had looked away so she wouldn’t get caught staring at him yet again. Then he’d turned off the light, had said good night, and settled much too far away from her for her heart to handle.

Had he been repulsed by her confession? Mention asexuality and watch people’s faces—the perplexed expression is obvious as is the slight distaste. It would be comical if it weren’t so personal, and it was deeply personal. Luc hadn’t shown that kind of expression. Not in the least. He’d seemed interested and had openly shared how he was having problems with sex and the power dynamics involved, something pretty rare for a heterosexual guy. But he was a straight, non-ace dude, and his wants and desires were part of him which might make this marriage a little uncomfortable eventually. Or not. Knowing Luc, he’d never make her uncomfortable.

Gah, it was all so much to think about, and she had to call her friends and tell them before the press did, even if it was late where her friends were.

She dialed the numbers, ensuring this was a group call, so neither friend felt excluded, and pressed the button, holding her breath, hoping her friends wouldn’t pick up so she didn’t have to tell them.

Laney answered first, cheerful as ever, “Charli! How are you? Is that ringing I hear?”

“Hi, Laney. Yes, I’m group calling you and Rose. She hasn’t picked up yet.”

Rose answered, and Laney said, “Speak of the devil.”

Rose apparently heard that and laughed. “You rang?” she said in a spooky voice.

God, how she missed her buddies. Missed this easy camaraderie, the laughing, the sharing, the way her friends always held her hands through it all. She hoped they wouldn’t be too angry at her now that she had let go and done something on her own.

Rose and Laney were teasing each other, and it was always hard to get a word in.

“How are you feeling? Getting better?” Charli asked Laney when her friends had quieted a little, then

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