“And she’s never, not once, not since fifth grade, made me laugh,” Max finished.
That pleased me even more.
“Okay, I’m better than Shauna,” I mumbled, feeling slightly shy and also self-conscious (even though I still felt very pleased), “moving on.”
“Yeah, we’ll move on when you promise never to get that look on your face again when I’m bein’ honest about her.”
“What look?” I asked, although even though I didn’t see it, I figured I knew.
“That look like I caught you off guard and shoved a knife in your gut.”
Oh dear. Could he really read me that well?
“Yeah, that’s what you looked like,” he said, like I’d spoken my unspoken question aloud and I felt my eyes get wide.
“That’s uncanny,” I blurted.
“Babe, don’t play poker,” he advised and then smiled before he finished, “ever.”
“Good advice,” I whispered.
His face grew warm and he bent his head, kissed my nose and whispered back, “Cute.” Then he rolled, wrapping his arms around and taking me with him so I was mostly on top.
I lifted up with an arm on his chest and an elbow in the bed and asked, “Are you going to finish your story?”
“Yeah,” he said on a sigh, “though not much to it. We graduated and Shauna went to CSU. She disappeared for a few years after that, got married to some rich, old guy from Aspen, divorced his ass and fleeced him for as much as she could though not as much as she wanted. She might be beautiful and he might have been old but he wasn’t dumb. She came back and has been livin’ on that payoff, lookin’ for her next one ever since.”
“Sounds like his payoff is dwindling.”
“Yeah, she’s fucked. She’s been workin’ Curt hard. One good thing about that will and those letters is that he knew it. She thought she was fuckin’ him but in the end, he took what he wanted and fucked her.”
“Literally and figuratively,” I noted.
“Yep.”
“And you?”
His head tilted on my pillow and he stated bluntly, “She’s gorgeous, she’s good with her mouth, she wanted in my bed, she worked at it, I let her in my bed. She played a game with me, hid a lot of who she was and I bought it. Right off the bat it wasn’t near as good as she made it seem like it was gonna be. Then it got worse. When gettin’ off wasn’t worth puttin’ up with her, I ended it.”
“You didn’t know she was also sleeping with Curtis?”
“That was part of gettin’ off not bein’ worth puttin’ up with her, when I found out she was playin’ me and Curt at the same time.”
“So you don’t like to share?” I asked and his arms, which were resting around me lightly, tightened.
“Depends.”
“On what?”
“Shauna, I didn’t give a fuck. Even when we were together it was casual. It’s casual, I don’t care.” His hand slid up my back bringing my torso close to his and I watched his eyes grow intense when he said, “It ain’t casual, Duchess, like us, no, I absolutely do not like to share.”
I bit my lip, liking his answer then I enquired, “So, if you didn’t mind –?”
Max cut me off, explaining, “It was Curt.”
“And you didn’t like Curt.”
“Nope, didn’t like him, didn’t like a woman sharin’ his bed and mine and didn’t like why she was doin’ it.”
“How long were you with her?”
“I work outta town most of the time so it lasted a year. Probably would have figured it out a lot sooner if I’d been around. Don’t know exactly but the time I was in town and with her probably was around a coupla months.”
“When did Harry enter the picture?”
“Awhile ago, some time after I scraped her off and she figured out she wasn’t gettin’ back in. A year ago, bit more.”
“How did they hook up?” I asked and Max’s face changed, his eyes grew distant.
“That’s the fuck of it,” he murmured.
“Sorry?”
His eyes focused and he looked at me. “Harry’s always had a thing for Bitsy, always. Never had a thing for Shauna. Surprised everyone when they got together.”
This was news, interesting news.
“Bitsy?”
“Yeah. The day she married Curt he got so loaded, he tore The Dog apart. Mick had to put him in a cell to keep an eye on him and dry him out.”
“Wow,” I breathed.
“Yeah,” Max said. “After Curt, Bitsy and Harry drifted apart, after she lost her legs, they became friends again, got close. Still are.”
My mother was right, this was the Rocky Mountain Peyton Place.
“So Kami was with Curt before he was with Bitsy and Harry has always had a crush on Bitsy –”
“No, honey, Kami was with Curt until Bitsy broke up with Harry. Brody and I stopped hangin’ with him in high school but that didn’t mean we weren’t still friends. We were. And Bitsy dated him through high school and after, until somethin’ happened, she broke it off and Curt wasted no time. He ended things with Kami and went after Bitsy.”
I blinked at him. “So, Harry and Bitsy were together?”
“Yeah, six, seven years, at least.”
“Oh my God.”
“Long time ago.”