Yes

Will winks at Jeff and answers. He doesn't even give Lucy a chance to say anything. "It's over. Leave him alone."

He listens for a moment. Jeff can sort of hear Lucy on the other end sobbing and begging.

"She says she isn't calling to get you back but it's very important that she be allowed to tell you one thing. She promises to leave you alone after she has a chance to speak her peace."

"I don't believe her," he replies. Will tells her that. More noises from the speaker of the phone.

"Now she says I can put her on speakerphone and listen in, so you have a witness."

"No," he says, "we're in public."

Jeff didn't notice the bartender standing three feet away listening to everything. "It's cool. You guys are the only ones in here and I could use the entertainment."

Jeff gives Max the bartender a 'seriously, dude?" look. "Fucking fine. Get it over with."

Placing the phone on the bartop, Will presses the speaker button. Lucy is breathing heavily on the other end. Clearly spending the last who knows how long panicking. "Okay, Lucy," Will says, "Jeff is listening."

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know you knew about Will. I was so mad when he told me you wanted to break up I wanted to get ****. It wasn't right," Lucy whimpers.

"I don't care. I only found out about that tonight. While it would have been a damn good reason I already explained why I broke up with you."

She starts sobbing again before getting control of herself. "I know, I know. And that's why I need to talk to you. I-I'm sorry. I know I've been clingy and smothering and controlling and...and....and..."

Jeff listed a whole bunch of synonyms for "psycho girlfriend" when he broke up with her. He smiled as she repeated them back. "Go on," he encouraged.

"Manipulative and...and...crazy."

"Psycho," he corrected.

"Psycho," she affirmed. "I know, and you're right."

"So you understand why I can't be with you."

Max and Will are listening intently to the conversation.

"But...that's just it, Jeff. I need to be with you."

Oh god, here we go, Jeff whispers to the two other men listening in on the conversation.

"I know I used to make fun of all of your fantasies. When you would bring up Domination and other kinky stuff."

Jeff feels himself blush. he reaches for the phone but Will grabs his arm and whispers "it's okay."

"Like, you wanted to do some super pervy stuff, Jeff. And I never let you because I thought...I thought by not doing those things I could keep you around because you'd always have hope that maybe I would try some. And whenever I sensed you wanting to leave me that's when I'd open up a little more. Like that first time I let you fuck me in the ass? Remember? We had just had an argument and afterward, you seemed happy again."

Max the bartender has the biggest shit-eating grin on. He can't believe he gets a front-row seat to this drama.

Jeff move his hand closer to the phone. What she was saying wasn't completely wrong. While she was amazing in bed and down to do most vanilla things, she very carefully rebuffed him whenever he tried to do anything too wild or kinky. Yet, she would always get him to talk about his fantasies before yanking the possibility of doing those things with her away. He suddenly realized it was yet another one of her manipulations.

"And remember that weekend I let you call me Mommy?" Jeff slams his finger on the speakerphone button and picks up the phone.

"Stop this, Lucy."

"Why?" she says now that they're on private. "Are you afraid of your best friend finding out what a pervert you are? You know I only fucked him because you confessed you had a cuckolding fantasy? Yes, I was mad at you, but I was also pretty sure you'd forgive me if you found out. Didn't you like seeing his cum on your girlfriend's pretty face? Wasn't it one of your many deviant fantasies?"

Jeff's heart is thumping in his chest. He suddenly finds himself feeling aroused and it makes him angrier. "Not with my friend," he says. "It was supposed to be a stranger."

"Oh, sure it wasn't. Listen, put me back on speakerphone. I promise not to reveal anymore of your fantasies, but if you want me to stop calling you every 5 minutes Will needs to hear my offer." Jeff sighs. He looks at Will and then at Max.

"Fine," he almost slams Will's phone down on the bartop. He pushes the speakerphone button. "Go ahead, Lucy."