“I guess, but…he just doesn’t really seem like the gang bang type.”
Bailey sent her a saucy wink.“Which just makes it hotter.”
Gwen sighed.“You’re so weird.”
“And delusional,” Chloe put in.
“Am not,” Bailey protested, only a little offended.
“You must be,” Chloe argued, “or you would know that asking yourex-boyfriendwhobroke your heartto help you fulfill agang bang fantasyis theworst idea ever.”
“Okay, you have to stop speaking in italics before you give yourself a stroke,” Bailey told her.
“Here.”Gwen passed over the bottle of champagne.“Drink more, it helps.”
Chloe snatched the bottle, ignored the glass on the table, and brought it straight to her lips.
“Better?”Bailey asked when Chloe lowered the bottle.
“No.”Chloe dragged the sleeve of her robe across her mouth.“Why would you open this can of worms?Just hire Sawyer to do it.”
“Sawyer doesn’t know me, and it would take too long for him to get to know me well enough for me to feel safe.”
“And probably cost too much,” Gwen mused.
“Also a concern,” Bailey acknowledged.
“Okay, I get that,” Chloe conceded.“But, Bails, you were a wreck when Nash dumped you.You almost didn’t graduate.”
Bailey swallowed a spurt of irritation.“I know that, Chloe.I was there.”
“And I know you’re friends now, and it’s all bygones, but you’re talking about…”
“Group sex,” Bailey said firmly.“It’s not exactly intimate, Chloe.”
“It’s sex with someone you used to love,” Chloe corrected, her mouth set in a stubborn line.
“‘Used to’ being the key words,” Bailey countered.Chloe wasn’t the only one that could be stubborn.
“It makes sense,” Gwen said, and shrugged when Chloe turned to stare at her.“She does need someone she can trust for this.”
“Then one of us can do it,” Chloe said.
“No, you can’t,” Bailey scoffed, the words almost inaudible under Gwen’s squawk of protest.“Gwen would burst into literal flames if she had to watch me get fucked by four guys, and let’s be honest, you wouldn’t be that far behind.”
“No, I wouldn’t,” Chloe protested, her cheeks going pink.
“Four?”Gwen asked.Her cheeks were red.“Is that the magic number?”
“I think so.And yes, you would,” Bailey said, pointing at Chloe.
“Okay, maybe I wouldn’t be exactly comfortable,” Chloe allowed.“But I’d do it anyway.”
“And I love you for that.”Bailey softened enough to smile at her friend.“But no.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t want you at my gang bang.Or you,” she said to Gwen.“No offense.”