and I went into the bedroom and took you out of bed.”
“But I was naked!”
“Very naked,” Clark added.
“Well, yeah. We got you dressed and put you in the car. Then we went back to Clark’s,” Marty explained, his discomfiture evident.
“You guys saw me naked?”
“Yeah, twice actually. Because as we were exiting the car, you thought that would be the perfect time to throw up all over yourself.”
“I can’t believe this. Seriously. All three of you have seen me naked?”
“Yes, and we still respect you,” Marty said with an insolent smirk on his face.
“Ass,” she quipped back.
“Yep, saw that, too.”
“Oh my God!” she huffed, completely and utterly exasperated.
Everyone laughed at her expense and so did she. It was a good thing she loved those three guys like brothers. Otherwise she’d have to kick their asses … she still might. There’d be more tours where boredom would lead to some fun payback. She’d be ready.
“Tell me more about your past. I’m curious about you and Luke hooking up again. I thought the relationship ended when he moved to Indy,” Ethan asked.
“Uh, no. It didn’t. We were basically friends with benefits for a long time.”
“Until?”
“I met you.”
“Really?” he asked, his voice rising an octave.
“Mmhmm.”
She could tell Ethan was surprised by that answer.
“When was the last time you two were intimate?” Allie asked, joining the conversation.
“After calling in the 2006 New Year,” Luke answered his wife.
“There were long stretches when nothing happened between us. He’d be seeing someone or stuff with the band would keep me away. For the most part, we were off.”
“When did you break up for good?” Allie asked. Mia and Allie had never really spoken about her past with Luke, and she had no idea what Luke may or may not have told her. She’d been a little afraid to bring it up in detail, and if it wasn’t asked directly, like now, it wasn’t offered. “Officially, the week I met Ethan. Unofficially, the January before that.”
“What happened this night that Lizzie said Luke came back into the picture?” Allie asked.
“I can show you,” Marc offered, looking up from his phone, a grin on his face.
Mia eyed Marc warily. “What do you mean?”
“Well, I’ve been working on converting all my videos into a digital format for a project I want to work on. I have them up on my secure site and right now I’m up to 2005, so I’m pretty sure I have this night in question on there.”
“Aww, fuck,” Mia groaned.
“Can you check?” Ethan asked Marc and he went back to his phone. Mia studied both Allie and Ethan. They were definitely curious. Her wide eyes then sought out Luke. He sighed and shook his head.
“Found it!” Marc announced less than a minute later.
“Can we see?” Allie asked.
“Uh, that’s not a good idea,” Mia said, thinking of the last tape. “You do realize you may see Luke and I as a couple, possibly all over each other?”
“Yes,” Ethan answered unperturbed.
“Plus I want to see you two back then,” Allie added.
“Luke?” Mia complained.
“Let them see it if that’s what they want.”
Her head fell back in defeat and she let out a puff of air. “Fine!”
Mia grudgingly pushed herself out of her comfy seat and crossed the room to the entertainment cabinet. She opened it up and took out her iPad which she gave to Marc, instructing him to pull up the video on that.
“Why?”
“I’ll then put it on the TV,” she replied.
A few moments later, he pulled up the video and then with a couple taps, he had it on the TV. The thumbnail showed her and Tom in a booth at a club.
Ah, fuck. She remembered this night.
Still standing, she started the video. There was no way she could be by Ethan while they were watching this. She knew what she and Luke had done in that club. What she didn’t know was what Marc had recorded. Him and that damn video camera!
The video showed Mia sitting next to Tom at the end of a half-circle enclosed booth. Tom had his arm around her shoulders, his fingers idly caressing her bare shoulder, occasionally toying with the fabric of her soft pink halter top.
Marty, Todd, and Clark were there too, as well as a couple of girls she didn’t remember. Probably some old girlfriends. The music was very loud and thumping. The table was littered with varying states of empties and bottles of beer. She wondered how many of the drinks were hers. Mia held her drink in her