Page 114 of His Hungry Wolf

Cage

Wow! I have never felt anything like that in my life. Looking at Quin I could barely contain myself. I couldn’t keep my hands off of him. I could have stayed with him at the party all night. For the first time in a long time, I felt alive.

Returning to reality was a hard pill to swallow. When I got Tasha’s text, it felt like the rug had been ripped from under me. I wanted to stay there with Quin. I wanted to see how far it would go. But, I had promised Tasha that I would take her to dinner whether or not we won the game. I always keep my obligations and I had made one to Tasha.

“So, I wanted to talk to you about something,” Tasha said breaking the silence as we walked.

“What’s that?”

Tasha looked at me excitedly and blushed. Seeing her display of emotion was an unusual sight. A dark cloud usually followed Tasha infecting everyone around her.

I had to assume she wasn’t happy with her life. I was clearly a part of her dissatisfaction. But whenever I tried to talk to her about it, she accused me of trying to ruin the good thing we have going.

What good thing was that? She wasn’t happy. I wasn’t happy. And we never had sex.

“You know Vi, right?” Tasha asked bubbling.

“Your best friend Vi who you spend all of your time with. Yeah, I know her.”

“You don’t have to say it like that.”

“You asked me if I knew the girl you always talk about.”

“Why are you trying to start a fight? I’m trying to do something nice for you.”

I caught myself and took a breath. I was feeling tense. I hadn’t want to leave Quin, but I did because of Tasha. I couldn’t even ask him for his number when we got back to his place. That was probably for the best, though. The way he made me feel could only lead to me making decisions I would regret.

I had larger things to consider. I had worked my whole life to play for the NFL. Being with a girl like Tasha helps sell the pack of me as the face of a franchise. At least, that’s what my father says. And it had been his dream that I play professional football longer than it had been mine. I couldn’t let him down.

“I’m sorry. I guess I’m still feeling beat up from the game. It’s making me a little cranky.”

Tasha smiled. “You’re forgiven,” she said wrapping her arms around mine. “And, I think I have something that will make you feel better.”

“Okay,” I said mustering a smile. “What is it?”

“Well, remember how we’ve been talking about spicing things up in… the bedroom?”

I looked at Tasha suspiciously. Spicing things up was something she had brought up and when she did, it felt like she had something very specific in mind that she wouldn’t mention.

“I remember.”

“So, I talked to Vi…”

“Okay,” I said confused.

“I spoke to Vi and asked her if she would be interested in joining the two of us when we were… together. And she said yes,” Tasha said crackling.

I stopped walking and stared at her. It took a second to wrap my head around what she was saying.

“You mean, like a threesome?”

“Yeah,” she said turning bright red.

“Tasha, why would you do that?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why would you invite someone else into our bed… and without talking to me first?”