“Cool.” He gave me a nod, then turned to Harper. “Can you give us a lift to South Kaibab?”
Harper pulled out a keychain and held it up. “Jeep’s parked over there. See you later, Christie.”
Riley put his heavy backpack on, then gave me another kiss. He tried to dip me, but the weight on his back made him lose his balance. If not for my steadying arms he would have fallen over.
“Are you sure you’ve done this before?” I joked.
“I’ve never kissed a beautiful woman while wearing a full pack, no,” he replied. “Enjoy the view, Christie.”
As he walked away, I gazed at his cute little butt in the Ranger pants. “Oh, I am,” I muttered to myself.
13
Logan
I couldn’t believe the two of them had double-teamed her.
But the worst part was that they were being tight-lipped about it.
“Come on,” I said as we drove down the road to the South Kaibab trailhead. “I’m just asking for some details.”
Harper shrugged from the driver’s seat. “We told you everything you needed to know.”
“What I need to know is specifics,” I replied.
“I disagree.”
“Was it just a fling? Are you guys going to do it again?”
Harper said nothing. That wasn’t surprising. He was a reserved guy.
“Do you like her?”
Harper pulled into the trailhead parking lot. “Here you go. Be safe.”
I grumbled as we got out of the Jeep. Riley and I took a few moments to adjust our packs and check our hiking boots, then we began walking down the stepped trail.
“What about you?” I asked.
“What about me?”
“You had no problem kissing Christie in public just now. You trying to date her?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know,” I repeated.
“I don’t.”
I glanced over my shoulder to make sure nobody else was around. “What about last night? How freaky did you get?”
Riley was hiking ahead of me so I couldn’t see his face, but I could hear the smile in his voice. “It was fun,” was all he said.
That really got under my skin. Riley was usually the kind of person who told me all about his sexual exploits. But now he was holding back.
He must have really liked her. Which I could understand. Christie was fucking hot. Fifteen pounds of sexiness in a ten pound bag, a petite little thing with flowing red hair and curls that raised a man’s heart rate. She was kind of an ass about not signing my timesheet the other night, but whatever.
Riley and I hiked down the switchbacks for ten minutes before he finally said something.
He shook his head without looking back at me. “Dude, you have no idea what it was like.”
“Then tell me.”
Now he didn’t hesitate to describe that night. “It wasn’t weird. It was hot. When he was with her, it turned me on. When we were with her at the same time, it was incredible. We worked well together. There was no jealousy. It was just… I don’t know. It felt right.”
“Probably because you were wasted,” I said.
“We were buzzed, not drunk,” he insisted. “And the best part about all of it? Christie loved it. Being shared by us turned her on, which then turned me on.”
I thought about my own experience in that regard. I’d had a threesome before, way back in college. It wasn’t as awesome as I had expected. I barely knew the other guy, and we spent half the time trying to avoid touching each other. I couldn’t focus on the woman I was trying to fuck because I was afraid the guy’s dick might touch me.
Would it be different if the other guy was one of my best friends? I’d worked with Harper and Riley for years. Between the Ranger locker rooms and camping and swimming in the Colorado River, we’d seen each other buck-ass naked more times than I could count. If that wasn’t weird, then maybe taking turns fucking a woman…
“Maybe I should’ve stayed for dinner after all,” I muttered.
“Maybe you should have.”
I laughed. “I was joking.”
“I wasn’t,” Riley said simply.
I paused as we navigated a rocky section of the trail. “Seriously? You’ve got this beautiful woman who you think has long-term potential and you’re not keeping her all to yourself?”
“Remember when we went up to Arches last year?”
“What’s that got to do with anything?”
“Do you remember the hike in the Devil’s Garden?” he asked.