“That’s in New York, right?”
“Yeah, the southeastern section of New York,” Dave replied, glancing at his watch. “It’s about a five hour drive. If we get started soon, we can be there late this evening.”
“Will you come with me?” He implored, giving me a pleading look.
I’d been looking forward to the long weekend to get caught up on some of my coursework, but how could I refuse Dave. Plus, I really wanted to meet his parents. I would just have to take my work along with me. “Yes, yes of course. Let me pack my things.”
Dave got up from the chair and put his arm around my shoulder. “Thanks Bev. I didn’t mean to be rude to Todd, I just…”
“Shhh,” I put my fingers to his lips. “We’ll work it out. We all have bad days. Let’s get packed.” But though I said the words to reassure him, inwardly, I felt bad for Todd. Dave couldn’t just discard him when he was having a problem. We needed to rally together and support one another in both the good and bad times. But with his dad sick and the sucky interview, now was not the time to discuss things.
After throwing a few things in my duffel, I retrieved my credit card from the dresser drawer. Dave didn’t have any money, so it looked like I was going to have to charge gas and food. I wasn’t sure how I would pay it off, but I didn’t have much choice. Grabbing my laptop, Dave and I locked the apartment and headed outside. As we climbed in the car, I felt a twinge of guilt. I didn’t feel right leaving town without seeing Todd first.
“Dave, let’s stop at Slice of the Pie. It’s on the way and we can run in and tell Todd we are going to visit your folks. I know we could call, but I feel better seeing him in person. I think we should make sure he is doing ok and is not too upset.”
He shook his head. “Yeah, you can run in. I know I need to apologize, but my head is not in a great place right now. I will wait for you in the car.”
“Dave, if this threesome is going to work…”
Dave waved his hand in the air. “Bev, no! Not now. I just can’t handle anymore.”
We drove the rest of the way to Slice of the Pie in silence. “I’ll just be a minute,” I said, quickly getting out of the car.
I shook my head as I walked into the restaurant. Did Dave want this relationship to work or not? If he did, he was going to have to make the effort to not let everything that happened in life get in the way.
As I walked in I saw Jerry, the nasty guy who had been rude to me the first time I had been in the restaurant. I had seen him a few times since and he knew Todd and I were in a relationship. He was slouched near the cash register, but once he saw me he seemed to perk up, a nasty grin on his face.
“Can I help you, Beverly?” he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“I’m just here to see Todd. Is he around?”
Jerry grinned and jerked his thumb to the back. “He’s in the back room. Go right on through. I know he will want to see you…”
I shook my head. Jerry was so annoying. He couldn’t even do something as simple as answer a question without being an asshole. As I made my way to the back, I hoped that Todd was not too upset. I felt horrible about what had happened earlier and wanted to apologize for Dave’s brashness. I took a deep breath and pushed open the door to the back room.
“Todd?” I gasped. He was sitting on top of his desk, a boyish grin plastered on his handsome face. A cute, redheaded waitress leaned into him. Her full breasts were adorned with the tacky Slice of the Pie logo tee and she was pressed against his muscular pecs. She appeared to be cooing in his ear, and her hands were wrapped possessively around his chest and back.
Todd’s face fell as he caught my eye and he quickly unwrapped the redhead’s arms.
“Beverly!”
“Sorry to have interrupted Todd … Dave and I, well…” my hands fell helplessly to my side, and tears welled in my eyes as I turned to go. I felt like an idiot. Here I thought that Todd was into Dave and me. I actually believed I could have a relationship with two men at one time and we could grow old as a loving threesome together like Dave’s parents. But apparently, that was not the case. Mr. Beach Bum Todd was probably out hunting all the pussy he could get and Dave couldn’t seem to handle the three of us together anyway.
I brushed the wetness away from my eyes as I quickly walked to the exit. Jerry was standing nearby, a smirk on his face. “Leaving so soon? Let me get that door for you.”
I could hear Todd behind me, practically on my heels. “Beverly. Wait! Jenna’s just a friend. That wasn’t what it looked like.”
Yeah, right, I thought. She’s just a friend who presses her boobies all over you. I turned to face him. “What exactly was that then, Todd?” my eyes narrowed as I glared at him.