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A day in the city.
Bound to happen."
Those were interesting words. I watched him crack his knuckles, one of his nervous tells.
"So, are you implying you fantasize about my wife, too?"
He kept his gaze on the floor. "Well, if I admitted that, it's not like you could be too mad about it."
"Guess not." The situation was vaguely amusing to me and I laughed. "This is fucked up."
"For sure," Nash said, finally looking at me. "Like I said, though, bound to happen."
"It's like we're the last people on Earth. Fuck, we might even be. And we see each other, day in and day out, in all states of undress and in all kinds of vulnerable situations and we develop feelings. We need to if we're gonna survive."
I wasn't so sure. "You really believe that?"
"Definitely. I never thought twice about Rachel until about a month ago." He grimaced and rubbed the back of his neck. "I probably shouldn't be saying this to you."
He shouldn't be, but I was too curious to put a stop to it. "I want to know. What changed a month ago?"
"Remember that nasty-looking fucker who looked like my dad? He was coming after me and Rachel shot the bastard right before he would have ripped open my carotid. She saved my life, and that made something shift. She was having one of her dreams that night and it woke me up. You and Luce slept right through it. Normally, I'd just go back to bed, but it didn't sit right with me. I figured I owed her. I got up and woke her up and stayed up with her a while until she fell asleep." He rubbed his knees and stopped talking, obviously thinking about that night. Then he looked at me, and I noticed he looked a lot less mean than usual. Something about Rachel softened him. "I still do that sometimes. Wake her up. I hate that it torments her so much. I mean, we all have bad dreams but never to that extent."
"She always had vivid dreams," I sighed. "Thanks for doing that for her."
He eyed me. "You mad?"
"No, how could I be? It's weird as fuck, though."
Nash smiled. "Definitely. But like I said, this wouldn't be happening under normal circumstances, and it's not like we're going to act on these impulses, so whatever."
"Right," I agreed.
"You sure you're good to stay up tonight?"
I nodded and peered out into the inky night. I felt more alive than I had in years, and I couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was because my dark secret was out and no one seemed to be that furious over it. Maybe Nash's words helped rationalize and normalize my attraction to Lucy. Maybe it was because of the incredible sex.
Lucy came down first the next morning. She was wearing one of Nash's shirts. It hung low on her thighs. It didn't look like she was wearing anything underneath. That wasn't extremely unusual; the women were lax about what they wore, especially in this heat. I thought back to what Nash said about how we all saw each other basically naked and that it was only natural that we would start thinking about each other in less than platonic ways.
I wondered if the women harbored any fantasies of their own.
"Hey, Liam." She grabbed some water and handed me a cup of it. "How you doin'?"
I wasn't sure if she was just asking to be kind, or if she was referring to the whole drama from the day before. "Fine, I guess."
"Good." She sat next to me. Too close. I saw a flash of white thigh and stiffened. "Nash told me about your conversation last night. I hope you feel better about the whole thing."
"I do. He really set me mind at ease." Inside, I was begging for her to leave me alone. There was only so much a man could take, and I didn't know how long I could handle having a scantily clad Lucy around me.
"Yeah, he's good at that. He told me about how he wakes Rachel up to calm her when she has her nightmares." She shifted next to me, and the shirt rode up a bit father. Fuck. "He also told me about how he feels about her."
That was interesting. "And how do you feel about that?"
I watched her lips as they spread into a smile. "Like he does. It's natural. We're around each other all of the time."
Before I could contemplate her words or wh