Going for Gold by Ivy Smoak Page A

feel Bryce staring at me.
    Kristen tapped her finger against her mouth while she thought
of a question. "What's Tim's biggest fantasy?"
    "Based on our conversation earlier, I think he wants to
be someone's prison bitch," said Bryce.
    Alex laughed and Tim looked slightly annoyed. From the brief
time I had known Tim, I thought that Bryce's guess might not be far off.
    "Nope, try again," said Tim.
    "Well if he was normal he would just want to have a
threesome," suggested Alex.
    "With two guys or two girls?" asked Tim.
    "Two girls I hope," said Alex.
    Tim shrugged. "Oh, I've done that before."
    "What?!" yelled Alex. "How did you not tell me
about that?"
    "I dunno. What's the big deal about having a threesome
with two girls?"
    "Wait, are you being serious?" I asked. "I
thought it was like every guy's fantasy to have a threesome."
    "It was okay I guess. It was just kind of tiring and I
felt like I didn't really get to fully satisfy either girl. I'd much rather
just focus on pleasing one woman at a time. If anything, a threesome makes more
sense if it's two guys and a girl."
    "A devil's threesome?" asked Bryce. "Is that
your fantasy?"
    Tim thought about it for a second. "It's not my fantasy,
but it makes way more sense than two girls and one guy."
    Bryce laughed. "How does it make more sense?"
    "Simple anatomy, really. Do I need to draw you a
picture?"
    "No you don't..." started Bryce, but it was too late.
Tim had already flipped over the menu and started drawing naked figures.
    "Look," said Tim, holding up a drawing of two stick
figures having sex while a third watched. "Guys only have one penis, so
they can please one girl at a time. That leads to one girl feeling left
out." He drew a frowny face on the third wheel to make his point. Then he
drew a picture with a girl sandwiched between two smiling men. "Girls, on
the other hand, have three holes, so they could easily please two men at once.
Not to mention that girls take a lot longer to please than men do, so it makes
sense for multiple men to work together to give a beautiful woman the attention
she deserves."
    "I think his logic is sound," said Kristen.
    Tim smiled at her.
    I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, realizing that I was
starting to get damp between my legs. God, what is wrong with me? This sex
ban is turning me into a freak.
    Our waitress appeared and pulled out a notebook. "Are
you all ready to order?"
    "Yes, I think so," said Tim. "Ladies?"
    Kristen ordered a stupid salad, but I had to go for Bryce's
favorite. A big juicy rib-eye. I couldn't resist. We were at a steakhouse after
all.
    "Nice choice," Bryce said. "I'll have the
same." He put his menu down and then leaned in a little closer to me.
"Couldn't pass up the opportunity for meat in your mouth?"
    I laughed awkwardly. The restaurant suddenly seemed stifling.
    Before I knew it, our wine glasses were being filled. Kristen
took a sip of hers. She always could hold her alcohol better than I could. There
was no way I was drinking before tomorrow's game, though. And the longer I sat
here with Bryce so close in proximity, the more parched I got.
    "Okay, my turn," Tim said when the waitress walked
away with our order. He rubbed his hands together. "On a scale of one to
ten, how attracted is Alina to Bryce?"
    Bryce seemed to stiffen. "Dude. Ask a different..."
    "An eleven," Kristen said and winked at me.
    Holy shit. I could feel my cheeks turning red.
    "Bryce thinks Alina is an eleven too," Tim said.
"Stop looking at me like that. It's true."
    Bryce cleared his throat. "I'm sorry. I forgot to tell
you that my friends are the worst."
    I was embarrassed that Kristen told the whole table I was
attracted to Bryce. But I wasn't upset with his friends for getting him to confess
that he was attracted to me. This was definitely a date. I avoided Bryce's gaze
and fidgeted with my hands under the table.
    "The worst?" Tim asked. "You know that you're
in love with me."
    "I don't know how many times we have to tell you
this," Alex