“He means four different women.”
Eden nodded, her eyes wide in delight. “Interesting. And by dated, you mean…?”
“We were throuples, you might say.” Liam mixed his food as if this were a regular conversation with a regular girlfriend. Meanwhile, Benson’s heart dropped into his stomach.God, I hate that word.“Simultaneously dating the same woman, but like, going out on group dates and all that entails. Sharing some domestic life.” He cleared his throat, not that it made him sound more confident. “Supposedly being happy,” he muttered.
“Wow.” Eden sat back in her chair, both hands in her lap, as her food remained untouched on her plate. “Lots of threesomes, I’m assuming.” One finger appeared over the edge of the table. It first pointed at Liam… then at Benson. “Because I knowbothof your naughtiest fantasies, and they line upverywell, you pervs.”
Benson had no appetite. In fact, he was pretty sure his stomach had evacuated the premises and had scuttled out of the room.
Liam buried his face in his hands. “We should tell her,” he said just loudly enough for Benson to hear.
“No.”
“No, what?” Eden asked.
Benson lightly kicked Liam under the table.I swear to God…
“So, you guys have seen each other naked, right?”
Liam got in before Benson could tell him anything. “Yup. I know all about his stupid mole on his ass.”
“Fuck off!” Benson said.
Eden giggled again, shaking her head. “These girlfriends of yours… what would they have said was the best part of dating you two? The money and attention? Or the…?”
“The sex,” they both said at the same time.
“Uh-huh.”
“We met on La Mariposa,” Liam said. “Which you know,” he reminded Benson. “We hit it off because, in that kind of place, you feel much more comfortable being open about what you like. Men can feel a lot more comfortable discussing what they want in domestic life.”
“Including with other men.”
“Especially with other men,” Liam agreed. “Half of my best guy friends come from the resort. This last visit was probably the first time I didn’t meet anyone new. I mean… not counting you…”
Benson had a few questions of his own for Liam, but there was no chance – and no confidence – to bring it up.How did we never run into each other? Just because we stayed in different accommodations?Benson preferred working out and eating by himself, but Liam could still have been at the pool at the same time. It was a damn small island! It had already been wiped clean once by a strong hurricane!How the hell didn’t I know he was there?Let alone fucking the same woman as him!
Sheesh. They really had the same taste in women…
“So, you boys came back to the mainland and decided to date women together? I’m sorry. Just trying to piece this crazy story together so I know what’s going on.”
“Long story short,” Benson grunted, his turtleneck choking him, “we started with only the sex with women being ourmain thing. We went to clubs together and offered ourselves as packaged deals. That was how we met our first co-girlfriend.”
“Anna,” Liam supplemented.
“Yes. Anna. We dated her for a couple of months before she decided to move on for a job opportunity on another continent.”
“Great time before that, though.”
Benson glared at him.
“What? It was. She had a tongue fromGod.”
“Then there was Chloe. We dated her for a few months.”
“Exactly howlongdid you guys do this together?”
Benson swallowed the lump in his throat – oh, good, his stomach was back. Maybe he should stuff his face.