The talk with Eva went rocky, to say the least.
I told her about the fact that I was interested in her, and interested romantically, despite being with Claire already.
It was a hard pill for her to swallow, but she ain’t no spit–
Anyways, she got over the hard news, asking many questions about myself, why I felt that way, if Claire did sothing wrong, and much more.
And I replied to all her queries with a slight smile, explaining my reasons and cooking up the reasons on the spot for things I hadn’t even thought of.
"I- I can’t possibly make such a decision on a whim, Aaron." Eva lowered her head, looking at her own hand and body as she was sitting crosslegged on the bed.
Then, she raised her head again.
"And if you didn’t know yet, I haven’t dated a single man yet. Not because I couldn’t, but none of them excited ."
Her eyes t mine, the intensity in them was unnerving and a little too fucking delectable.
There was no hesitation, sothing that was quite opposite to her normally teasing and gentle nature.
But then again, she was a fan of UDM, a bloody sport. Eva wasn’t as simple as she looked, and quite frankly, no one is.
Even the geekiest nerd has so of the craziest imaginations, hopes and beliefs.
"You," she said, breaking from my thought process as I felt like drowning in her eye’s depth.
"You are the first man I felt... interested in, and even more so recently. You give the urge to know more about you, but that’s it." She shook her head firmly.
"I can’t just give my first relationship to a man who is already in one, right?"
Her question threw back into the deep thoughts, humming and thinking what to say, what to tell her.
She was right, awfully so... but I felt like letting this chance go would change sothing for good. And it didn’t give the feeling that the change would be good.
So if I wanted sothing, I had to do sothing.
At least enough that I don’t regret that I didn’t put in all my efforts.
Making a harem was not supposed to be easy. But... It wasn’t impossible either.
Not even in fantasy, I have seen it work out in real life. With so guys who had what it takes.
"Why not?" I leaned back on the bed, my eyes sweeping over the ditating Claire, and then back at Eva.
Eva paused, staring at with a complicated gaze, "Because you won’t love as much as I want you to. Because I can’t have you all to myself, and worse thing is, it will happen in front of my eyes.
Sharing? I don’t even share my food, and you are asking to share my man? My love?"
I humd, rolling the lit joint between my fingers, casually ashing it on an ashtray, "I see, by the way, why didn’t we roll three personal joints instead of passing one between each other?
And it’s not like we used less stuff like this, this is already the 5th joint between us."
Eva’s mouth parted slightly, intending to tell that both these cases were completely different.
And yes they were, but in this case too, she was sharing sothing, no?
"It’s not the sa." she said slowly, unsure of what to speak, or how to debate.
"Of course it is, but we are talking about sharing."
"Aaron," Eva’s eyes t mine once again, and I thought they would be less deep and more normal this ti but no.
The intensity was still strong, the air slt of hormones, bad decisions and lightly fragranced grass.
"What will you do if Claire finds out? Or do you intend to tell this news to her yourself?" Eva sighed deeply.
Heh, at least she was considering it.
At least that’s what it felt like to .
"Of course I will tell her." I shook my head, I didn’t want to keep such a secret and lie to my lovers. Especially Claire, I knew how much she loved . It showed.
Lie breeds distrust and dishonesty.
"And what if she rejects? She tells you that she isn’t fine with it? Will you break up with her? Break the connections with or any other woman you want in your harem?" Eva shot in quick succession, "Or worse, Claire wants to beat you up for it?"
Eva took a short pause and a small smirk appeared on her lips, "Don’t get wrong, but Claire’s not a calm and cool woman, Aaron. She’s impulsive and soone with the patience of a child. Which is to say, she doesn’t have any patience."
She spread her arms in a shrug, "She will barely hesitate to make you permanently cripple, or worse, make you impotent. Destroying the thing that got between her good relationship."
I gulped, trying my hardest to maintain a composed expression after Eva’s long, veiled threat.
And the worse part was that, I could imagine Claire actually going ahead with it.
She didn’t hesitate to activate a deadly skill just because Eva was irritating her a tad too much, and I am going to tell her that, ’Oh love, I have been unfaithful with you.’
It wasn’t hard to imagine her response.
"You’re talking in such roundabout ways, Eva." I sighed, "But the crux of the matter is, I like you, and I like Claire. Both of you, and there may be more.
So what then? Just like you, this is an uncharted territory for . I don’t know.
The answer to your questions is, I don’t know. You can consider it a leap of faith... I guess."
Eva scoffed, her voice sonorous and delicate, "Leap of faith for what? A man that isn’t even fully mine?"
I shrugged, taking a long drag out of the joint as the smoke battered against my brain.
I had an idea. Probably a bad one, but I have seen Claire do it many tis. Impulsive and uncontrolled.
Flexing my arm, closing and opening it a few tis until I felt a firm flow of blood rushing in my palm.
The mana that was swimming within, began to glow in a faint blue.
I smiled as Eva’s eyes widened.
"Leap of faith for a man that you cannot understand?"
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