Experiment #9

Chapter Twenty: No Gray

Quinn sat with the guys outside on one of the large loungers. Liam was on her left, while Oliver sat up against the lounger on her right. Elijah found comfort laying between her legs with his head resting on her stomach and she realized this was her favorite position for them.

The shorts she wore gave Elijah the ability to trace invisible lines on her smooth, dark and thick thighs. Liam played with her 4A curls after gaining permission of course, while Oliver rubbed circles on the back of her hand.

"Who wants to go first?" Quinn questioned once they were settled. "I don't really know what Lyla is wanting from us, but I'll go first as I'm pretty boring." Oliver shrugged causing Elijah to snicker.

"Oh we know you're boring. You're as bland as your palette." Quinn slapped him upside his head. "Behave and be nice. I want you guys to like each other...genuinely and not just for my sake."

Liam kissed her neck. "I like Oliver." He said with a smile. "Yeah, we're besties." Oliver chuckled. "We just don't care too much about this ass wipe." Liam said with a smile. Elijah rolled his eyes before settling back down.

"I don't have any dark secrets in my closet, Sunshine. Hell, I don't even have a closet. I grew up an only child with two loving parents that are still married and just as in love as I remember. They were my prototype. The goal I aspired to obtain." Quinn smiled at him seeing the pride and joy on his face.

"I've had three girlfriends in my life. They were all great in their own way, but somewhere along the way we realized that we weren't it for one another. They all went on to get engaged and then married and I honestly resigned myself to being a Good Luck Chuck until I found out about this experiment and put myself out there. I wanted this. I wanted you and I'm so damn happy I've found you." Quinn stroked his cheek before kissing him deeply.

"Do you still talk to your exes?" Quinn asked finally with no underlying motive behind the question. She was just curious. "I talk to one of my exes. Bridgette. We realized six months in that we were better as friends and have kept that friendship, but if you don't want me talking to her, I'll stop."

Quinn shook her head no with a chuckle. "I'm secure in our relationship, Charming. If I were an ex of yours, I would still want you in my life because you, my handsome boyfriend, are amazing."

Quinn pecked his lips before giving him that smile that made Oliver want to move mountains. "What about you, Sunshine? I know you said you've never had a boyfriend, but were there any flings we should be worried about?" Oliver asked with a look that made her laugh. "I'm not worried about shit. I'll kick all of their asses." Liam grumbled causing Quinn to kiss his pout away.

"I've only had two flings. One was Jamar and like you and Bridgette we realized we were better as friends. This was in college. The last was Vincent and he was a mistake I wish I could take back."

They stilled at her words preparing for the worst. She noticed them and chuckled. "No, nothing traumatic happened. He just presented as this alpha male that he was not. I fell for the gimmicks and stupidly gave myself to him after three months." She chuckled to herself.

"That's the same number of pumps he had in him the first and last time we had sex." She cackled loudly. "His dick was so small too I'm sure my hymen is still intact." Liam and Oliver blinked in shock, while Elijah laughed loudly.

"Don't worry, Harley, we'll do you right." He winked causing her cheeks to heat up. "Honestly, I fell for Vincent's foolishness because I was running away from my problems."

They felt the mood shift as Quinn sighed. "Vincent told me what I wanted to hear. He presented like someone who would take care of me, which was what I wanted. Needed. Craved. Because my father was doing the polar opposite."