When I woke up Sunday morning, I was alone in bed. 'Drea and I shared a wonderful night of sex and fell asleep in one another arms. I got up and stretched. It was almost 9:00 in the morning. I walked to the bathroom and saw a note attached to the mirror. It read:
Hey baby,
Gone for a bit. Be back soon. Don't go to the gym this morning, ok?
Love,
'Drea
As I read the note, I wondered where the hell she was. I brushed my teeth and walked back to the bedroom. I saw that she'd picked up Erin's panties from where they had lain since she threw them on the floor last night. I decided maybe she had gone to confront Erin. Poor Erin, I thought, she was probably getting her ass chewed out right now.
Since it looked like I wasn't going to make my workout at the gym, I made a call to my partners to let them know I wasn't going to be there. After I took the usual abuse about being a pussy and needing to get my manhood back from 'Drea, I took a shower and got dressed.
'Drea came home a little before 10.
"Hey, babe where have you been," I asked.
"I think you probably know, don't you?" She was wearing a tight tank top and denim shorts. She looked really good. But then again if she had been dressed in nun uniform, I would have thought she looked good.
"I have an idea where you've been, but I wasn't sure." I gave her a sheepish grin.
"I was seeing our slutty red-headed friend," she replied.
"And?"
"Like I said last night, that's between me and her."
"'Drea, you can't do that. I have to know. Did you yell at her," I asked.
"Don't give me that shit. Do you have feelings for her too? Or did you just like fucking her," she asked with a wicked smile on her face.
"Baby, I won't lie, she was a great fuck, but no, I just wanted to know what she said."
"Ok, I guess I'll tell you. Like we ever keep anything from one another anyway. I'll say one thing, she was scared shitless when I knocked on her door at 7:00 o' clock this morning with those green panties in my hand," she laughed.
"I bet she was," I said, trying to imagine the look on Erin's face.
"After I told her about how pissed off I was and she apologized, cried, begged me for forgiveness, and cried some more, I told her I forgave her," 'Drea continued.
"What did she say then?"
"I don't think she believed me at first, but I think she finally understood. Then we talked about Rachel and you," she added.
"What?"
"She was wondering how I was going to deal with that as well."
"Did you tell her everything," I asked.
"Yeah, I did. Since she's a bridesmaid, I need to get her in on our plan for the wedding day, don't I?"
"I guess so. What did she think?"
Her wicked smile returned. "She's in on it. She said she wanted to watch!"
"She did?"
"Yeah, I told her that she would have to ask Rachel and you about that," 'Drea laughed.
"Wow."
"She's such a whore," she laughed.
I had to smile when she said that. "Yeah, I guess so."
'Drea raised an eyebrow at me, "Don't give me that, you horny fucker. You knew she was a whore just like I did. Don't act like it was a real shock. I'm still amazed you got Rachel in bed before you did Erin. Erin has wanted to fuck you for a long time. She told me that this morning. She gave you every sign in the world. I can't believe you can be so dense sometimes."
"Babe, I'm sorry, but all of these 'obvious' hints are not so obvious," I replied.
"Brad, you have Rachel, that is so obviously in love with you, she was ready to throw her life and a really good friendship away, and you missed that until it was almost too late. Then you have Erin that just couldn't wait to have you between her legs, and she gave you every sign in the world. That's just too funny. But I still love you," she said.
"I'm glad for that," I said as I took her small frame in my arms. I loved how she felt so small next to me.
"You better be. Not too many guys get the chance to bang two of their girlfriend's friends in a weekend and live to tell about it," she laughed.
"No, I guess they probably don't. But I've been thinking about something, 'Drea," I said.
"About what, exactly?"
"About that girlfriend thing," I replied.
"And?"
"Baby, I really love you, and I know that things have really been weird the last few days, but I don't want you to be my girlfriend anymore," I continued.
"What?" She had a look of total confusion on her face.
"'Drea, will you marry me?"
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah, I am. Will you," I persisted.
"Why now?"
"Babe, I have been thinking about it for a few months. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. I know this all seems pretty fucked up considering all the things that I've done this weekend, but I do really love you, and I want to be your husband, if you'll have me. I know you told me that I could still be with Rachel, but I'll give that up too, to have you marry me," I said.
She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. "Brad, I, uh, I'll marry you. You know I will. What I told you last night still goes. You love her, too. But you'll be my husband."
"Okay, baby. I just want you to know, that if it ever bothers you, I want you to tell me and I'll deal with it. I couldn't handle you not being in my life," I said holding her close to me.
"I will. I promise. Now take me to bed and make love to me big boy," she said.
*******
Later that day, we were sitting on the couch. I was holding 'Drea and feeding her strawberries as we talked about potential wedding plans. I was prepared for the fact that it would be quite an event, given her family's financial situation. I tried to imagine her family meeting some of my weightlifting buddies.
The doorbell rang.
"That's probably Rachel." 'Drea said.
"Yeah, it probably is," I agreed. I stood and walked to the door. When I got to the door, I saw her through the glass. She looked really nervous, but then again, so was I. I opened the door and was greeted with the most amazing smile.
"Hi, Brad," Rachel said.
"Hi, Rachel, come in."
She walked in slowly, our eyes were locked together. When I finally closed the door, she looked towards 'Drea. The nervousness returned.
"Hi, 'Drea."
"Hello, Rachel," 'Drea said. She had a very peculiar smile on her face.
"'Drea, I came over today so we could talk, all of us," Rachel said as she looked at me. "But I don't really know how to begin."
'Drea being the dignified girl she was, patted the couch next to her. "Come here and sit down, honey. Everything will be okay. You're not here for a firing squad or anything, okay?"
Rachel looked back at me and I smiled. She smiled back and seeing me walking towards the couch, decided that maybe things were going to be all right. I sat down, with Rachel between 'Drea and I.
'Drea looked at both of us and gave us one of her characteristic mischievous smiles. "I never thought I would ever be in a situation like this, but I am. Rachel, I know everything that has happened this weekend. Brad cracked and told me everything. I told him, and I will tell you the same thing. I knew this would happen. I saw the way you look at one another and I know how you feel about each other. He loves you the same way he loves me. I could freak out and hate both of you, but I can't. I love you both too much to do that. But I am going to make you the same offer that I made Brad last night. I am going to give you the opportunity to be together in spirit and in body when you can with my blessing," she said.
Even though I'd told Rach about it the previous night, hearing 'Drea say it still took her by surprise.
"'Drea, you can't mean that. I don't understand how you could offer me that. I feel like shit because we betrayed you in the worst way," Rachel said.
'Drea took her hand. "Rach, I do mean it. Honey, he loves you and you love him. I can't deny you two of that relationship. It hurt me initially, but honey I know how you both feel. I am okay with it. I want you two to be together. But I want you both to remember this. Above all else he belongs to me. If there is ever a situation where he has to choose, he has to choose me. I don't want that to ever happen, but that's my rule."
Rachel was dumbfounded. "'Drea, I don't know what to say."
"I know it's a shock, but I want you to know that I love you both so much and I want you both to be happy. If I keep Brad to myself, I don't think either one of you will be happy. Even with what you shared Friday night," 'Drea's eyebrows arched wickedly.
Rachel was caught between embarrassment and disbelief. She looked at me and then back at 'Drea. "I guess Brad told you everything," she asked.