It was later in the evening and we were all back at the apartment, and we were all sitting in our normal positions. Gina was laid back on one of the couches and B and I were on the other one. I was sitting up in the corner of the couch with Bailey in between my legs. Our arms were wrapped around each other, and he had his back pressed against my chest. He would occasionally turn his head and nuzzle his face in my neck. He was doing that now. It was the sweetest thing. Gina’s eyes met mine and she had a huge smile on her face.
“I am so glad that you two quit being such bitches and decided to kiss and make up.”
We all laughed at her classic choice of words.
“I still can’t believe that you did that for me, Bailey,” I said as he looked up at me. “That was the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me, and if I hadn’t already fallen in love with you I would have right then.”
Bailey eased himself up a bit and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips.
“It was my way of showing you that I was sorry. I had to show you how much you meant to me.”
“I’m sorry too, B, we will fight again, but let’s just make sure we talk it out better than we did this time, ok?”
I leaned down and kissed him on his forehead.
“Now I just have to think of a way to make it up to you.” I said with a grin on my face.
“Hmmm. I could think of a few ways you could do that, Mr. Summers.” Bailey said as he nuzzled his face against me again.
“Oh goody! Finally some of the hot guy on guy action I’ve been promised!” Gina said with a girlish giggle.
The bitch even clapped her hands and made herself more comfortable.
“Gina…”I growled with a smile on my face.
She held up her hand to stop me.
“While the two of you are performing for me you shall refer to me as Mistress Gina. Remember your better half there promised me I could watch that day he had you pinned to the couch. So please continue!”
I could see the twinkle in Gina’s eyes and knew where she was going with this. It was time to have some fun with Bailey! It had become this twisted type of game the three of us had gotten into playing. Two of us would always try and pull a prank on the third one. So far the only person who ever fell for any of the jokes was poor Bailey. Gina and I were just too good.
“You get five minutes, Gina, and that is it! If you ever tell anyone about this then I will tell all of your dirty secrets to everyone at the club!” I said in mock frustration as my hands reached down and started to pull B’s shirt out of his pants.
I felt his whole body tense and his shocked face turned up at me.
“Miah, what the fuck are you doing?” He hissed in a whisper while he tried to pull his shirt down.
I leaned over and gently nibbled on his earlobe.
“Relax, baby, you did promise.” I said as I ran my hands up under his shirt and my fingers grazed over his nipples.
His body shuddered, and you could tell he was fighting a losing battle. I moved my mouth down and started to gently suck on his neck. He let out a small groan and his eyes closed. As soon as this happened Gina quietly stood up and winked at me. She carefully crossed the living room and made her way down the hall without making a single sound. As soon as she was out of sight I slid my hands down his body and cupped his crotch through his tight jeans. His body snapped up quickly. He obviously remembered where we were. He looked over to the other couch and saw that it was empty. He turned to look at me with a pout on his face.
“I’m never gonna win this game am I?”
“Probably not, B.” I said with a wicked grin.
“I know a game that I can win though, Miah.”
“And what would that game be, Bail?”
“Bury the bone.”
We both laughed. He stood up and offered me his hand. Once I was on my feet he bent and picked me straight up off the ground and cradled me against his chest.
“Mmmm. Don’t I have a big strong man?” I murmured against his neck.
I felt his arms tighten around me and he headed off towards our bedroom. It was turning out to be a wonderful evening!
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
The next morning we were all enjoying some hot, fresh cinnamon rolls that Gina had just picked up that morning.
“I would hope that you didn’t have any problems on the food run this time, Gina.” I said with a laugh.
Gina nearly choked on the piece of roll she had in her mouth. She was laughing pretty hard. Bailey just looked between the two of us with confusion written all over his face. So I had to fill him in on the meter maid situation.
“There was no problems, Miah, but he was there again.” Gina said with a giggle. “I walked out of the bakery and was headed toward the car when I saw him. He was writing a ticket out for the car in front of me. You should have seen the look on his face! It was like I was Linda Blair in The Exorcist all of a sudden.”
We all cracked up this time.
“That poor man is probably paying big bucks for the therapy he has to go through now.” Bailey said with a grin. “I’m in therapy because of you and you’ve never even hit me.”
“Not yet.” Gina added with a wink as she got some juice out of the fridge.
“I’m not scared of you! Besides, my big strong man will protect me.” Bailey said as he leaned over to rest his head on my shoulder.
“Protect yourself, buddy, Gina has been a slugger ever since she dated that prize fighter last year.”
And right on cue Gina started shadow boxing in front of the fridge.
“OHH! I almost forgot to tell you guys. I’ve got some great news!!”
With Gina this could be practically anything. The girl got excited about everything.
“You finally raised enough money to have that ‘operation’ in Denmark? Should we start calling you George now?” Bailey said with a laugh.
Gina slapped him in the back of his head on the way back to her seat.
“OUCH!”
I gave Bailey a sympathetic look.
