Goodbye Dinner, Conclusion

Ending the goodbye dinner turned out to be just about as messy a scene as starting it was, there were just fewer people around to witness it since it happened outside.

Tears were shed. Hugs were repeated six or more times. You ended up holding more Tasha in your arms for a while as she got a little overwhelmed, everyone’s emotions feeding back on themselves. Finally, Charlotte and Becca headed one way and Becks and Tasha headed another when the Uber Sabrina had ordered got tired of waiting for you and honked his horn.

Both of your girlfriends were half-depressed, half-chuckling after the long goodbye and at seeing the state of their makeup in the compact mirror Gemma had brought in her purse. They cleaned themselves up a little, but the conversation remained quiet - you had a lot to say, but it was private. There was no need to spill your personal shit in front of the Uber driver.

You got dropped off at the top of Sabrina’s street, and Gemma immediately grabbed your hand while Sabrina looped her arm with yours, assuming their traditional positions before you started to walk.

“Tonight was really good,” Gemma sighed. “God, I’m gonna miss those girls. I’m excited to get back with Birdie and see my other friends at home, but it’s a different kind of close.”

“You know, John is OK with you fooling around with other girls,” Sabrina said, grinning as she looked past you. “So am I. Especially if he gets to fuck ‘em too when he comes to visit.”

Gemma chuckled and rolled her eyes. “It wouldn’t be the same as this,” she said, shaking her head. “My friends… My friends are great people, but not like that. Then again, I haven’t seen them other than in quick video calls so maybe I’ll feel different about being attracted to them or not when I get home and actually have them in front of me.”

“Gemma, love, considering what we’re going to be doing, you deserve to have someone to be intimate with while we can’t be with you,” you said. “So, just in case you do find yourself presented with an opportunity with a female friend you trust…”

“Permission granted,” Sabrina said.

Gemma smirked a little and shook her head. “I don’t think it’ll happen, but I appreciate it. And I’ll definitely keep you updated if it does - I gotta keep up the sexy teasing somehow when competing from across the world.” You and Sabrina both started to protest but she held up her free hand. “I'm joking, I’m joking. It’s not a competition.”

You blew out a breath, stopping since you had reached Sabrina’s building but not heading for the door yet. It was a beautiful night, the soft breeze adding just enough coolness to the hot August evening that you might have even called it perfect. “So, there’s one other Relationship Rule thing I think we need to talk about,” you said. “Becks brought it up with me earlier today and this is the first chance we really have to talk about it alone, out of the office. She pointed out to me that, if she and Tasha do get together-”

“She’s talking about it happening?” Sabrina interrupted excitedly. “That means she’s basically jumping into bed with her. Maybe they’re doing it right now.”

“Love,” Gemma said, quirking an eyebrow.

“Sorry,” Sabrina laughed, smiling up at me. “Continue please, baby.”

“If they were to get together, or even just start coming down to visit us together, it’s going to get awkward if Tasha doesn’t know about the OF and Becks does. Especially if we want to film with Becks and she’s taking extra trips down to us without Tash.”

Both of your girlfriends frowned, and both of them seemed to try to respond but weren’t sure what to say. It was kind of cute, watching them mirror each other, and you wondered what mannerisms you’d picked up from them in such a short time.

“Use your words,” you chuckled.

“They aren’t wrong,” Gemma said, looking at Sabrina.

“No, he’s not,” she agreed. Then she bit her lip. “Like, let’s be real, adding Tasha to the potential film-buddy list would be a big hit with the Fans. Her tits alone could have their own account. But even if she doesn’t want to film…”

“The reason we originally didn’t want to tell her was trust,” you said. “We were worried that, especially if she did participate, she would want to use it as fodder for her comedy. But now we know her better, and there’s the Becks' side of things.”

“I know you’re going to say my opinion matters,” Gemma said. “But I’m not voting on this one. I’m OK with you telling her if you’re comfortable, Sabrina, but it’s a big thing to tell so I would understand if you didn’t want to. Hell, telling Becks wasn’t supposed to end up with us having her as a super intense friend that we’ll probably have for the rest of our lives - she was supposed to be a safe person to do stuff with, and then we’d drift apart. I can’t see that happening now.”

Sabrina was chewing on the inside of her lip, thinking hard. You raised a hand and swept some loose strands of hair back from her face. “I think it’s your choice too,” you said. “Tasha’s great, I think we can trust her, but of the two of us you’re the one that would be hurt more by any information leaks.”

“OK, what about Amanda?” Sabrina asked. “Like, there’s a couple of differences but they kind of even out. She’s a sweet girl, but we know her way less than Tasha, and she could use the OF thing against us if something wild happened. But we also know about her OF. Should we tell her?”

“Good question,” Gemma sighed.

You took a beat, breathing slowly and nodded. “I’m OK with telling Amanda as well,” you said.

“You fall in love too easily,” Sabrina smirked.

“I’m not in love with Amanda. Or Tasha,” you said.

“She means you trust girls you sleep with too easily, love,” Gemma said. “And the way you trust looks a lot like love.”

You frowned, trying to parse that one out.

“It’s OK,” Sabrina said, hugging you. “It’s part of the reason why we love you. And why everyone we’ve fucked this summer is adickted to you.”

“Nice emphasis,” Gemma snickered. “I think I’m OK with telling Amanda too. Hell, we revealed names and faces to Nelli.”

“OK,” Sabrina nodded. “I’ll decide about Tasha and Amanda. Now can we go upstairs so I can make love to my stunning, gorgeous, sexy, arousing, smokin’ hot girlfriend that’s leaving the country in 24 hours puhlease?”

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