They moved away from the entrance as patrons came and went. “Hey, Laura, can I ask you a question?” “When have I ever been able to stop you?” Laura smirked at him. Steve glanced around and then asked, “Do you and Barry ever think about having an open relationship?” She choked and her eyes went wide. “No! Oh, no. Are you and Mark having marriage issues?” “No…” Steve knew she had no idea they already spent their weekends with Adam and Jack. “How do you keep your sex life good?” “That’s personal, little brother.” She narrowed her eyes at him. “I know it is.” Steve checked the area again. “We’re married. We have a kid.” “Are you telling me you two don’t have sex anymore?” Steve was stunned. “Steve!” She became embarrassed. “Never mind.” He kissed her on the cheek. “Bye.” “Steve.” He paused and looked back at her. “If both you and Mark want to do things with another guy, and you won’t be jealous…” She shrugged. “Why not? I’ve heard of people bringing in a third party to spice things up. You wouldn’t be the first.” He grinned at her. “Thanks, sis.” “Have fun!” She waved and walked to her car. Steve tapped his phone to text Mark. ‘On my way home.’ He got nothing in return so assumed Mark may still be riding with Billy. Steve drove home, and when he pulled up, Mark and Billy were standing near the open garage, talking, the bike between them. Steve parked his car into his side of the garage and joined them. “You’re alive!” he teased. “Hullo, lovely.” Mark kissed him. “How’s Laura?” “Good.” Steve had a look at Mark, then approached Billy. He cupped his jaw and gave Billy a sexy kiss. As if unprepared for the smooch, Billy’s eyes sprang open and he held Steve by his shoulders. “Bloody hell.” Mark moaned. Knowing it would make Mark hot, Steve laughed and held his own crotch, making sensual faces at Mark in a tease. “Am I the only one who thinks this is getting weird?” Billy put his hands on his hips. “No!” Mark tried to keep his hair from blowing in his eyes. “How was it?” Steve asked Billy. “The kiss?” Billy seemed surprise. “No, the ride!” Steve started laughing as Mark rolled the Ducati into the garage. He made sure Mark couldn’t overhear and leaned on Billy’s shoulder. “Are we doing this?” “Doing what?” Billy seemed petrified. Mark called to them, “Well, coppers…I think I shall get ready for the boys.” Mark winked and walked into the house from the garage. Billy grabbed Steve by his jacket and drew him to the sidewalk, away from the house. “Are you doing this to get into Alex’s pants?” “Alex’s?” Steve’s good mood vanished. “No. I thought we were talking about you and me fucking to get them off.” “Don’t tell me you’re okay with that?” “You’re not?” Steve was stunned. “I don’t know what to think.” Billy started walking to his own home. Steve was surprised by Billy’s hesitation. He entered the garage, shut the door, and removed his coat as he came into the house. He hung it up in the closet, and took the stairs two by two. Mark was in the bathroom, his leather pants on the bed with his shirt. Steve touched the soft leather and thought about the sex he was going to have with Jack and Adam this evening. As he imagined the usual routine, Steve wove a fantasy about fucking Billy while Alex and Mark watched. ~ Billy came through his front door and tossed his jacket on the sofa. He removed a beer from the refrigerator, and then checked his phone. He sent Alex a text, ‘are you going to be home for lunch?’ When nothing came back, Billy set his phone on the kitchen counter and leaned against it, drinking his beer. Do I want to fuck Miller? He didn’t want to get fucked by him. He also wasn’t sure how he felt about Alex being in the room watching it. Would he be able to fuck Mark with Steve in the room? Billy held his beer, staring out of the sliding doors to the Getty Museum and the surrounding hills. He thought about the trip the three of them had taken to Paradise when Mark’s mother, Leslie, passed away. Alex was filming in Ontario, and Steve had allowed Billy to watch him fuck Mark. Was this the new trend? Voyeurism to replace actual cheating? Billy knew. No one was going to do anything behind anyone’s back anymore. No. That was behind them.
