“Yeah.” She blows out a breath. “I just… I was wrong. No excuse. I shouldn’t have done it.”
“Why did you? It’s kinda disturbing for you to have changed my dream to be a sex dream.”
“No. You and Sage was your subconscious. I just shifted over to Damon.”
I eye her.
“Your subconscious mind picking Sage doesn’t mean anything,” Bay says.
“Doesn’t it, though? I had other sex dreams involving them, and Sage is almost always first.”
“Maybe that’s just because you had sex with him first. Only fair for Damon to have his turn.” My eyes have adjusted to the darkness enough that I can see Bay wink.
“Ladies, I love you all, but shut up,” Orchid mumbles.
Bay and I start to giggle. Orchid is clearly still half-asleep because she does not love Bay, but the smiling and laughing have me forgiving her. Bay's learned her lesson. She won't enter my dreams again. Now, might she do it to someone else? Possibly, but so long as I'm off-limits, I won't tell her what to do.
Hmm. When I go back to sleep, will I start to have another sex dream? Who will it be with this time?
Chapter 10
As it turns out, I don’t have any more dreams that night, and I’m more than a little tired when it’s time to get up. I sometimes try to do a quick fly through the food tent to grab something I can eat between some of my classes, but I don’t bother to today. I just want to get all of my classes over with so I can maybe take a nap before dinner. I’ll be starving, yes, but if I wait to nap until after I eat, I’ll most likely end up sleeping until tomorrow, and that’ll make tomorrow a bad day because I’ll be beyond on my work. Fire and brimstone!
I manage to get through classes and head back to the cottage, yawning the entire flight. As soon as I enter, Bay pounces on me.
“So… when are we going to go on a double date already? I’ve been waiting and waiting and waiting, and I think it’s past time that us twins have our day of fun with some boys.”
I eye her. Vaguely I recall her once talking about heartache or heartbreak. That had been before Zoth. Who broke her heart? Why didn't she introduce me to that guy? Clearly, she hadn't been worried about double dating with him, whoever he was.
“Come on,” she begs. “You aren’t still upset about last night, are you? I’m sorry. I won’t ever do that to you ever again.”
“I’m not upset,” I say slowly.
"Well, then? How about this weekend? Zoth and I will treat. You just have to pick out what to wear. Oh, and which guy to bring." Bay giggles.
She’s so very happy that I can’t tell her no, but I also can’t pick just yet. A double date would give the wrong impression, that I’m picking that guy over the other.
For the past few weeks, neither guy has pushed, and I’m friends with both, friends with feelings. More like Feelings with a capital F. But they’re good about it, which makes me feel good that I picked such great guys, but it also makes me feel like a tramp for tying them both up. Loving them both is slowly killing me.
Yes. I love them both. That’s why I haven’t been able to decide yet. I’m a terrible fairy. Definitely not the lightest of them all.
Bay’s patiently waiting for an answer. I don’t want to let her down, so I say, “This weekend. Fine. We’re on.”
“You, me, Zoth, and…” she prompts with a triumphant smile.
"Oh." I wave my hand. "I can't decide, won't decide, so it'll just be me."
"Don't worry," Bay gushes. "I'll make sure you don't feel like a third wing." She squeals as she hugs me and then dashes off. My guess is that she's heading off campus to see Zoth and tell him the good news in person.
I sigh and tumble into bed.
Unfortunately, I'm so tired that I don't end up waking for dinner. I sleep until morning, so the rest of the week, I'm scrambling to get work done. Thankfully, I'm so tired all the time that I don't have any dreams or nightmares. When I sleep, it's plain and blissful rest that's fairly restorative.
Finally, it’s time for the double date. I wear my crescent necklace, like always, a black shirt that leaves a gap before a purple skirt that drapes down my legs in triangular pleats. And I keep thinking of it as a double date, but it’s not, not really.
I’ve only met Zoth once before, and it had been right after I learned and dealt with the friend-turned-killer Thistle. Thinking about him still gives me the creeps. But at least I’m fine and safe now. There’s no reason to be afraid. This year will be perfect.
Bay’s wearing a black bra and a black miniskirt when she glides into my room.
“Where’s your top?” I ask.
“I’m wearing it.” She winks.
“Bay, I am not sleeping with you both.”
“I hope that’s a joke, and even if it is, it’s a gross one. Multiple guys? That I can handle. Maybe kiss a girl to see what it’s like? Like I said, maybe. Anything with you is a big, fat hell no. Don’t make this awkward, please?”
“Trust me, I do not want this to be awkward at all.”
Arm in arm, we fly off campus, getting more than a few stares, winks, dropped jaws, and compliments sent our way. No one is overly degrading, and there aren’t any whistles.
I eye Bay. She seems positively thrilled.
“Why are you so happy?” I ask.
“Why wouldn’t I be? I’ve been wanting this for ages!” She laughs before giving me a fierce stare. “But I do want a real double date and sooner versus later, okay?”
“I make no promises,” I say firmly, but I’m grinning. I do need to pick, and I will.
We end up staying
