Three Hot Boys Are A Crowd

Ch.26 -Weekend At Ace's [Part Two]-

A/N: The longest chapter I've written in a long time but this was super fun to write and I hope you guys like it. Part Three coming out real soon y'all. 

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April 7th, 2018

So....how about last night? Yes, let's talk about last night. I'm an awkward mess and I can't talk to beautiful men in front of me which is SUPER embarrassing. But after we got to Ace's place I felt even more awkward because where the hell were we supposed to sleep? Am I right? Ace has two guys and only one bed, where were Oliver and I supposed to go. Was one gonna sleep on the couch and the other in bed with Ace? Were we both gonna sleep on the floor? Like literally what the hell??/ Obviously, since I was still embarrassed and didn't wanna mess up my /chill/ persona I didn't say one thing. Thankfully, Oliver said something

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"Ace," Oliver said, moving his way to the couch and sitting down next me. "What's up with the sleeping situation? Top and tail or what?"

Ace turned the sink water off for a minute. "I was thinking we'd just sleep together. We're all adults here and what's a better way to get to know each other than sleeping in the same bed." he turned the sink water back on and finished washing the dishes.

Oliver turned to me, which made me blush hard. "Little spoon or big spoon?"

"Huh?" I stammered. This evening is brutal.

"Y'know in spooning, are you a big spoon or little spoon? Personally, I think you would be a little spoon but you can never assume just like when people top and bottom."

He probably lives to make people uncomfortable with his beauty because my pale face probably looks like a ripe tomato. "Little spoon, I guess."

Ace walked in just at that moment. I don't think I could have survived the next couple of seconds without him being here. "What were you guys talking about?" he plopped down on the couch in between us. 

"Tops. Bottoms. Little spoon. Big Spoon. Nothing too big." Oliver answered, staring at me then looking back at Ace.

Ace laughed. "Sex tension, I see."

"Well, considering I haven't had sex in about a year, I'd say yes." he got up, from his seat, moving towards the front door.  "I'm gonna go get some stuff from my car and this tense sleepover can officially start."

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As soon as he left I felt like a BIGGGGG wave come off of my shoulders and I could finally breathe.

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I took a big gasp of air and collapsed into Ace's lap. He laughed, rubbing my back. "So I'm guessing you like Oliver."

"He's so pretty, Ace, you didn't tell me." I grumbled. "He's so much hotter than me. He's like a Lamborghini and I'm a rusty golf cart. I didn't know I had so much competition."

"Hey, look at me," I turned my towards him, "so what if you're a rusty golf cart? People are different and beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You are just as pretty as Oliver and don't compare him to yourself. You guys are both my boyfriends and I like both of you equally. Don't ever think for a second I don't. You're perfect." he gave me a kiss. 

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it, golf cart." he smiled. I blushed. The door opened, and in walked Delia with company, two girls to be exact. "Hey, Del."

"Hey." she said sheepishly. "I didn't know you'd be back early. I thought you guys would be gone forever or at least I thought it would just you back here. I was gonna have a sleepover." I raised an eyebrow at her but before I could ask Oliver came through the door with a bag. We all turned to him, Delia being more shocked than the rest. "Um...hey Oliver." she turned back to Ace. "We'll be in my room if you need me."