“Honestly? Soon.”
“Yeah?” He lifted an eyebrow.
“Yeah. It hasn’t been appealing to me as much lately,” I confessed. “I mean, maybe I’ll pop in every now and again, but I’m not going to be consistent.” I walked to my fridge and got a beer too. “I’m not taking the page down,” I added.
“Why would you when you’re living like this?” He looked around the penthouse apartment, took a sip from his bottle, and shook his head again. “You taking care of yourself?”
“I do cam work, not porn. I don’t have a co-star, but yes, I’m tested regularly.”
“Well, you’re at least having sex with two different men.” He nudged his head toward the door.
“Yeah, but they’re frequently tested too and they’re not porn stars either.”
“Well, I mean, I figured Kiano wasn’t.”
“Neither is Stone,” I assured him.
“And what’s going on there?”
“We’re dating.”
He paused and slowly lowered his beer.
“Both of them?!”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “I’m dating both of them.”
“Fuck, Jiselle. How’d you… When did you… They’re okay with that?”
“They’re okay with it,” I confirmed. “Look, I’m happy and an adult. I don’t need your blessing when it comes to how I make my money or navigate my relationships, but I can’t lie, I do kind of want it.” I nudged him lightly with my elbow. “And even if you don’t want to give me your blessing, can’t you just tell me you still love me?”
“Jiselle?” he scoffed. “That’s not a question. That’ll never be a question. Of course I love you.” He hugged me.
I wrapped my arms around him.
“I hate when you yell at me,” I muttered into his chest.
“Yeah. I know. I’m sorry.” He rubbed my back and we slowly pulled back. “Just be careful and take care of yourself, alright?”
“Alright.”
“And if you don’t want to cam anymore but you need money, I’ll bail you out.”
“I know.”
“And if shit doesn’t work out with those guys, just know I’m down to help you move your entire life with no notice. I have a room already laid out for you back home and I’d nurse your broken heart whenever you want.”
“I know.”
“Good.” He took another drink from his beer. “I’m not going to stand here and lie and tell you I’m happy for you or I support you because I don’t. And as far as the cam shit goes, I probably never will, but I will say I want you to be happy and know you’ve got to make your own decisions. So I’m taking a step back to let you do that.”
“Thank you.”
“Uh huh.” He took another drink. “And that other guy, not Kiano, how’s he?”
“Stone?” I offered.
“Yeah. Tell me about him.”