After everyone took a minute to compose themselves, we slowly made our way back to the cabin. Corrine and Elizabeth's faces were noticeably flushed from all the fun, as I'm sure I was, so we decided to take our time going back. Since I was technically their prisoner, Corrine and Elizabeth held me by my arms, but it was more like I was walking arm-in-arm with one of them on either side, making me feel pretty macho in that moment.
"Everyone satisfied?" Amy asked with a smirk as she led us up the trail.
"Well, I know we are," I chuckled. "I hope you don't feel left out. You're the only one who didn't..."
"Oh, don't worry about me," she replied with a smile. "I enjoyed myself."
She suddenly spun around and gave me a quick peck on the cheek, which was tame by Amy's standards... but actually felt really nice.
"Thank you for asking, though," she said as she hopped a few steps ahead of us and continued walking.
As I watched her walk ahead of me, noticing how her jeans perfectly accentuated her ass, a thought suddenly came to me. Earlier, it had occurred to me just how much experience Amy has with these kind of things, famously put by her as 'I don't have boyfriends, I just have guys I fuck more than once'. Now that the heat of the moment had come and gone, I was able to process things more clearly and realized why this had stood out to me.
We'd both become a lot closer in the last few weeks since our fight, and a lot has changed since we reconnected. Bearing this in mind, I guess maybe I'd been trying to mentally warn myself to not become too attached, for lack of a better word. As close as we've gotten, Amy is a free spirit, and not the kind of girl to settle with just one guy. The only reason she's giving me so much attention on this trip is because there's only two guys here and one of them is unavailable. As much as I enjoyed her company, as electric as her touch was when things got intimate, I realized that the two of us could never be anything beyond friends-with-benefits.
It was a sobering realization, if not a little sad, but better to sort this our now than to mess thing up later on down the road.
I cast a glance over at Corrine, who gave me a wink before snuggling against my shoulder as we walked. This was yet another case where I knew where things stood; a bit of fun with no commitments as college drew near, which was completely understandable. She had always been very practical, so while it might have been disappointing, it didn't come as a blow either.
Looking at my other side, Elizabeth blushed as she smiled warmly up at me. I has been really surprised at how forward she'd been, and was frankly unsure what to think about it. She'd made it clear that she and I couldn't be a thing because of my relationship with Stephanie, and I accepted that, albeit begrudgingly. Then again, maybe I'm simply reading too far into it. Just because we can't be together doesn't mean we can't have fun, right?
At that moment I had a kind of epiphany. I was having fun. Whatever was going on with any of them, we were all still friends and we were having fun, and that's what mattered. I was so bogged down trying to deal with my feelings for Stephanie that I allowed it to cloud everything else, missing what was right there in front of me. I wasn't the only one sorting out their feelings. We all were. Love is't just a collection of happy emotions. Of course there were going to be odd feelings. These were my best friends! Of course I loved them! I loved them all and that was okay. I was so busy trying to figure that out that I overshot the runway, going for a home run when I should have been playing for a base at a time. Just because you care about someone doesn't mean that they're the love of your life! Love is complicated, just like life, but sometimes it can also be be incredibly simple.
"What's with that smile?" Elizabeth asked, noticing the expression on my face.
"Just...realizing how lucky I am," I replied.
"Says the guy who just got two blowjobs," Amy shot back.
The four of us broke out with laughter, which carried us all the way back to the cabin.
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