The Boyfriend (The Camgirl Part 3)

The Boyfriend Part XC: Both of us Know (Girls' Night Part 3)

Blake

That launched them into a round of sex jokes and little tidbits about their sex lives. Kiki contributed a little bit, but shared the least, and Blake managed to weave around her work life and some of the circumstances of her relationship with Liam and previous sexcapades with Chloe.

Blake could tell she wasn't the only one who was holding something back, though, and found her mind wandering a few times, wondering if she could share that part of her life with these girls.

Sophie doesn't seem to care.

Sophie seemed pretty chill with everything, though, so she probably wasn't the best litmus test for the general population.

I want these girls to be my friends, though.

But would they still want to be hers when they knew what she did? Blake was confident in who she was--growing more confident every day now that she was working on it with her therapist--but that didn't mean she was blind to reality. Or that she'd gotten all of the internalized societal shame out of her psyche.

Before Blake could follow that line of thought any further, Tasha's phone went off, followed by an excited gasp from the brunette.

"Yes? Okay. Awesome, I'll be right down."

Tasha hung up her phone, then grinned at Kiki, "Showtime, Keekers. You sober enough to get our food?"

Kiki rolled her eyes, but smiled as she got up and slipped on some shoes.

"Just have a blanket ready for me when I get back. Even in the lobby it's gonna be fucking freezing."

"Gogogo!" Tasha said, shooing Kiki away, "You get all the blankets once you get us our food."

Kiki stuck her tongue out at Tasha, then slipped out of the room.

Blake looked after her for a moment, then turned back to Tasha and Sara to find the blonde staring at Blake, a wide grin on her face.

"Okay, sooo, now that Kiki is gone for a bit, I've been wanting to ask you about something," Sara said, moving around Tasha to plop on the bed next to Blake, "But it involves a little confession, first."

Blake blinked, pretty sure she new what this was about, but tried not to think about that, "Okay? Go for it?"

Sara smiled, though her cheeks were red, and not just from their drinks. She wrapped an arm around Tasha and pulled her closer, "It involves a confession from both of us."

Blake looked to Tasha, who frowned at her roommate. Sara pressed her forehead against Tasha's with a pointed look that made Blake laughed, and Blake laughed even harder when Tasha's eyes went wide.

"Now?"

Sara nodded, and Tasha's cheeks matched the redness in her roommates. She looked to Blake, biting her lip, then toward the door where Kiki had disappeared.

Blake tried not to frown. She knew that look.

"Keekers doesn't know," Tasha confirmed for Blake, meeting her gaze, "But Sara might have caught me watching one of your shows. So both of us know. I hope that's okay."

Blake blinked at the nerves in Tasha's voice, "Wait, what? What do you mean you hope it's okay?"

Tasha cocked her head, exchanged a look with Sara, then met Blake's gaze again.

Fuck, her eyes are gorgeous.

"It was an invasion of privacy," Tasha said, "After we met the first time and I saw your hair, I had a suspicion so..."