Working Title by Holley Trent

Author:Holley Trent [Trent, Holley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: [Your value here], polyamory, ffm, bisexuality, menage
Publisher: Holley Trent
Published: 2019-12-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

It seemed a bit callous for Lisa to keep fussing with wrapping paper when she had two extremely focused individuals boring holes into her face with their gazes.

Uncertain how to even begin processing the situation, she cracked her knuckles one at a time.

Oh. Fuck.

Of course she’d had rebound relationships before.

Rebounds were basically like refreshing showers after losing long and physically arduous games. Her heart and body weren’t completely healed, but at least she felt a little bit more optimistic about getting back out there in the next game.

Never before, though, had she ever had someone step up to offer to be that buffer before.

That was what Finch was doing. She was saying, “Pick me next,” and normally, Lisa might have said, “Absolutely, come on.” Finch seemed to have all the right ingredients to be something more to Lisa than just a lovely distraction. The rapid rapport between the two of them would only get stronger with time.

But then there was Joey. Lisa was still connected to him, and not in the way like cobwebs attached to people who accidentally walked through them.

She’d probably never be completely free of him because he was just…so good for what she was—he was so good for hot pink.

Most of the time.

She was chained to him and when the cuffs were clasped, neither had thought that perhaps they should hold onto the key—just in case.

“You know,” she said, looking at the ceiling that needed painting and choosing her words carefully. “I’m usually the person people call for advice about complicated relationship issues. Who am I supposed to call?”

Neither had a response.

She really hadn’t expected that they would.

She turned off the light over the workstation and headed to the table.

It was late and the hour was catching up to her. Her body was slowing down and her brain certainly was. She needed to be more intentional in what she said and did. She didn’t get off on hurting people—even people who refused to take no for an answer, because they simply weren’t supposed to in some instances.

For a few minutes, she concentrated on sealing up cheese and crackers. She corked what was left of the wine and put it away. She brushed a few crumbs off the table.

Then she even found a few stray napkins to stack.

With nothing left to do, she went to meet her fate.

Or doom.

She didn’t know which. Because she was involved, it was going to be messy.

Hot pink left streaks wherever it went.

Plopping onto the empty side of the sofa Finch was on, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Let’s just clear the air here so everyone knows what this is all about, okay? Maybe we can fill in some gaps for each other. I’ll start.”

Joey left his phone on the charger and made his way to the other sofa. He sat in the middle, legs open, fingers twined between them. He stared at her in that “Well, I’m waiting” manner he sometimes did and that she generally ignored because that was just their way.

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