Let's not make this awkward.

Kaila and I rapidly retreated to the bedroom. I wanted to take more time, talk things out a bit more, but the moment seemed to be gone. It was time to work on what had to be talked about. Kaila and I had a good marriage, and the issues we had, well, we usually were able to work them out after a few hours of talking, yelling, and occasionally crying. Course, doing that with our new... well, it was still hard to tell, honestly.

Perhaps what we all really needed was just a little time to think about what we were actually thinking instead of the haze of lust and passion that had descended. Kaila didn't look mad at me any more, which was a good thing. I was just starting to lace up my hiking boots tightly, when she sat down, fully dressed, on the rumpled bed beside me.

"I thought you'd take one of them." She said calmly. "I love them, you know that?"

"I know." I nodded, pulling the loops tight. "I... think I could too. Hell, I already am... you know, with Helen."

"This is crazy, you know that?" She said, her eyes looking into mine with a genuine trust and warmth. "It feels... right, somehow. Like each of... You know, we need to talk about this somewhere that doesn't smell like an orgy."

I nodded in eager agreement.

"Oh yeah, this place... smells GOOD, but all I want to do right now..." I grinned at her with the raised lecherous eyebrow.

"You are... still a jerk." She laughed, leaning to hug me fully. "I love you."

"I love you too, Kaila." I said, letting her name roll off my tongue as seductively as I could. I don't think It ended up working as well as I hoped it would when she snickered.

"Ok, Brent. Let's go save your sister, but this is the absolute LAST time. I'm thinking wharf?"

I momentarily blanked as to what she was talking about, before I remembered the restaurants on the pier in Monterey.

"So you're feeling seafood?" I asked brightly.

"Why not? I mean, I've been eating it all week." She extended her tongue playfully.

"Oh you... you know you're going to have to tell me stories." I laughed.

"Oh, I want to. But you have got to tell me stories about what you and Charlie got up to." Kaila chuckled.

"You heard it last night!" I said, although I barely remembered what Charlotte had narrated.

"No, I was a little busy sucking your cock." Kaila observed. "With Helen, I might add. Did you listen to a word Charlotte said? I didn't. In fact... wait... did you listen to what I said?"