Oscar arrived at the bar, Rafe bit his lip and Oscar looked between him and Eliza. She kissed him and took his hand kissing it reverently. He sat between the two of them, Eliza kissed and squeezed his hand all the more.
“Rafe,” she said.
Oscar turned to look at Rafe.
A mixture of feelings filled him. It was easy to look at Rafe now. He was not quite his best friend, but not his adversary and competitor the way he had been. There was more of an ease between them but there was something in Rafe’s face that he had never seen before as Eliza let his hand go to give him his scotch.
“Rafe…” Eliza said again and now Oscar was nervous.
“Oscar,” Rafe cleared his throat. “I just told Eliza that since that night that we spooned in bed—you and I—that I have been fantasizing about something more.
Oscar sat back on his stool. First he looked at Rafe with a smirk and then Eliza with dark eyes. Her expression was one he had never seen before either.
“What would you like me to say Rafe?” Oscar said and then looked at Eliza. “What would you like me to say?
“Nothing,” Rafe replied and downed his drink. “Eliza asked me to tell you.”
Oscar turned his full attention on Eliza.
“Eliza? What would you like me to say?”
“I cannot tell you what to say Oscar, but when Rafe told me it is not really something that affects me is it?”
Eliza took a sip from Oscar’s drink since her own drink was done.
“Well I really do not know what to say put on the spot like this.”
“Oscar,” Eliza whispered and took his hand again.
“I mean I am not sure Eliza what more you want from me. You possibly have my daughter that you are raising as another man’s child and you convinced me to live with the two of you and now you want me to fuck your husband as well? I am not sure what to say Eliza…”
“It is all my fault Oscar,” Rafe said. “Everything that has happened between me and Eliza lately is because I kept this secret. Why I started with Kelly, why she ended up in this hotel tonight with Vance–why we called you here now.”
“I fucked Eliza in a hotel the first time that we met and I never, never would have imagined any of this.”
“Oscar, I love you…” Eliza said. “I have always loved you. You are not a pawn here…”
“I’m not?” he laughed. “But you are the queen, aren’t you?”
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