"Evan," Tanith says, brushing some powder onto her cheeks, looking at his reflection in the mirror.
"Huh," he grunts in response, sitting on the edge of the bed, tying his shoe.
"Have you ever thought about having a threesome?"
Evan's head pops up, eyes wide, and Tanith tries her hardest not to look at him.
"What?" he asks, his voice cracking a little. So, maybe he has thought about it, but he'd never tell anyone that. Especially not Tanith. But she always seems to know everything in that infuriating way that women have that kind of makes Evan want to punch things, but mostly he's just glad it means that he doesn't have to explain what goes on in his head.
"It's just a question, don't freak out," Tanith responds calmly, putting her make up down and turning to face him. One of his shoes is halfway on and his hands are paused in the middle of putting it on and he's still just looking at her and feeling his face turn red.
She smiles at him and sits down next to him on the bed, a hand on his thigh. He relaxes a little, and she leans up to kiss him softly.
---
"You never answered my question," Tanith says as he's pouring his cereal. Evan just shrugs her off to go and get the milk.
"I guess I've thought about it," he mumbles, turning pink again, and Tanith smiles, soft.
"I have too."
Evan looks at her. She's still smiling, but there's something different about it. It's almost predatory.
"With who?" he asks, and Tanith blinks, surprised.
"Oh, wouldn't you like to know," she laughs.
---
They go out to dinner with Ben the next night, and Evan can't help but think that there's something weird going on. Tanith keeps touching Ben more and laughing at everything he says and she's just so focused on him that Evan can't help but think there's something there.
"Is it Ben?" Evan leans over to whisper in her ear as Ben is speaking to the waiter. Evan's hand is sliding up Tanith's thigh, running over it slowly, and his breath his hot against her ear, his nose nudging into her hair in the smallest way that just drives her crazy. And he knows it.
"Is he who you think about?" Evan continues, nipping at her earlobe. Her cheeks flush pink and she tries to get away, but his hand tightens on her thigh. "Do you want us to fuck you at the same time? Is that it? I bet you do-"
"Everything alright over there?" Ben's voice crashes into Evan's head like a truck and he clears his throat, pulling away from Tanith.
"Everything's great," he says, smiling over the table. "I can't wait for the food to get here."
Ben nods, smiling awkwardly as Tanith fixes her hair for no reason.
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The ride home is silent and Evan's hand is curled tightly around the steering wheel. Tanith looks out the window the whole time, even though there's nothing to see.
Evan lingers by the door for a moment when he closes it, pausing to lock it, letting his fingers trace the deadbolt three times.
"Evan?" Tanith asks, "You okay?"
He turns, and in two ridiculously long strides he's in front of her, kissing her.
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