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"Look at the label," Ben said as Claudia and Henry continued to eye each other warily.
"That stupid fucker," Beatriz said, half-laughing, half-groaning. "I told him to send it to me care of Claudia Spears since she'd booked the hotel room in her name. He sent it to Claudia. John, you cabrn."
"Those are your books and stuff?" Henry asked Beatriz.
"Yes, they're mine. Not Claudia's." She emptied the box out onto the bed.
"You thought those were mine?" Claudia demanded, looking at books and the sex toys. "You thought I wanted to be in an open relationship?"
"You said you had stuff coming for our honeymoon," Henry protested. "I asked. This is the box they gave me."
"I ordered a new swimsuit and beach towels since I forgot to pack ours, Henry." Claudia nearly yelled the words.
"So you don't want to be a swinger?" Henry asked.
"No, I don't want to be a swinger."
"And I'm enough for you?"
"You are more than enough for me," Claudia said.
"So you don't want to fuck me up the butt?" he asked.
Claudia slapped a hand on her forehead.
"No, Henry. I do not want to fuck you up the butt. I mean, unless you wanted me to and then we can talk about it, but I'd really rather not unless it can't be avoided."
"It's more fun than you think it would be," Beatriz said. She'd tried it before with an old boyfriend and they'd both thoroughly enjoyed the experience.
"Just use lots of lube," Ben said. Beatriz looked up at him with an arched eyebrow. He put on his most innocent face. "What?" he asked her. "It was a phase."
Beatriz said nothing. She turned her attention back to Claudia and Henry.
"Baby, I'm so sorry," Henry said. "The box had your name on it and I just...I'm an idiot."
"You had me scared to death. I've been crying for three hours," Claudia said. "What do you have to say to that?"
"I thought you were going to fuck me up the butt."
"Oh, come here, you ridiculous man." She wrapped her arms around him. "I was still your fiancee even after you dumped me, you know. I refused to believe you didn't love me anymore."
"And I still loved you even when I thought you wanted-"
"To fuck you up the butt. I know."
"Aww..." Ben said. "I love a heartfelt reunion."
"They should probably go have make-up sex," Beatriz hinted loudly. She and Ben needed to talk and needed to talk right now.
"We probably should," Henry said.
"Definitely," Claudia said. "Thank you, Ben. Thanks for finding him."
"Anytime. But if he does it again, he might be getting fucked up the butt whether he likes it or not." Ben glared at Henry. Henry blanched.
"We're going. Thank you both." Claudia grabbed Henry by the front of his shirt and dragged him from the room.
"So..." Beatriz said once they were alone again in her room, "just use lube?"
"I was bi for like a week in college," he said.
Beatriz sat on the bed and looked up at him.
"Thank you for getting Henry and straightening this mess out," she said, feeling uncharacteristically nervous around Ben. They'd been having sex only five hours ago, but that was before Henry decided to turn the world upside-down.
Ben shrugged and shoved his hands in his pockets. "I knew he had to be hallucinating or something to think Claudia was cheating on him."
"Guess this is my fault. Well, John's fault. That's fine. It gives me another reason to yell at him."
"As long as you aren't yelling at me anymore."
"About that..." Beatriz began, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear in nervousness. "I'm sorry. I overreacted and-"
Ben held up his hand and Beatriz fell silent.
"You never asked me how I know Spanish," Ben said. "Ever been curious?"
"Not really," she admitted. "I assumed you learned it in high school."
"I didn't. How old were you your senior year of college?" Ben asked.
"Right. I was twenty-three. Ever wonder why I was two years older than Henry our senior year?"
"I just assumed you'd been held back in high school," she teased.
Ben laughed. "Not quite. I graduated salutatorian. Brooks was my dream school but scholarships and student loans didn't cover the tuition. I got a job after high school. Construction work. And then I got a second job-waiting tables at a Mexican restaurant. I did both for two years before I could afford Brooks."
"I didn't know that," Beatriz said. "You fit in so well with Henry and Claudia that I thought you were one of them."
"I'm not. Never was. I worked my ass off to afford Brooks. My parents worked their asses off for me to afford Brooks. I didn't think they'd be thrilled to hear that I'd turned down the six-figure job waiting for me after college because I'd fallen for a freshman and needed to hang around a few years until she graduated."
"I wouldn't want to make that phone call either," Beatriz admitted.
Ben shrugged. "It's no big deal. Mom and Dad never acted like they minded what they had to sacrifice. But I minded. So I decided I'd have no commitments. If things got too serious with a girl, I broke up with her. I had one close friend-Henry. Casual dating. Bea, I didn't even join a frat. Nothing serious for me except the job at the end of the tunnel."
"You and I didn't get serious. We went on one date. Not even a date. Half a date," she reminded him. One walk around campus, talking, and the kiss to end all kisses.
"No, but we would have," Ben said. "That was love at first sight, and I'm not even kidding. I couldn't believe how crazy I was about you. It scared the hell out of me."
"Why? I'm not that scary, I promise."
"You were then," Ben said. "You were a freshman. I was going to graduate. I had a great job already waiting for me on the other side of the country.... I was scared to death you were going to give me a reason to fuck all that up."
"Thanks for thinking I'd ruin your life."
Ben laughed and squeezed her knee. The heat from his hand seeped into her skin. She wanted to wrap her arms around Ben and hold him, but held back. He had to talk and she had to listen.
"It's not that. You couldn't ruin anyone's life if you tried. I just had my eyes forward and on the future, on what would happen as soon as I graduated. I didn't want anyone giving me a reason to look back."
"And I made you want to look back?" Beatriz asked.
"You," he said, taking her face in his hands, "made me want to look at you. Always. All the time. All day and all night. And so when Henry asked me to back off..."
"You backed off."
Ben nodded. "It was the perfect excuse. 'Do the right thing, Ben. Your best friend asks you not to sleep with his girlfriend's little sister, then you don't sleep with your best friend's girlfriend's little sister.' And I could pat myself on the back for being such a good friend. But the truth was, I probably would have slept with you and broken up with you like Henry said I would have. And not because I wasn't crazy about you, but because I was so crazy about you, it scared me."
"I'm going to try to take that as a compliment."
"It is. Bea...my father sold his Harley Davidson which he'd saved up for since he was fifteen to help me pay for Brooks. The most beautiful bike on the planet. He sold it without batting an eye. I couldn't pay him back by screwing up my future."
Beatriz smiled at him. "I like your dad. Sounds like a wonderful man."
"He is. Hope I take after him."
"I verbally castrated you today and you took it like a man, found Henry, saved their wedding and didn't once tell me to shut the hell up."
"Well...your sexy Spanish accent comes out when you're mad. I should piss you off more often."
Beatriz laughed and ran a hand through her hair while trying to think of the best words to say to him. She found two words very quickly.
Ben took her hand and kissed the back of it.
"So am I."
"So now what?" she asked, squeezing his hand.
"We do need to get back to our work, don't we?" Ben asked and Beatriz raised her eyebrow at him. "What? Too soon?"
Beatriz burst into laughter and she stood up in front of him. She took his phone from his hand and laid it on the bedside table.
"Never too soon," she said and started undressing.
Ben stood up and ran his hands down her back before slipping them under her dress. He cupped her bottom and squeezed.
"So what chapter are we on?" Ben slid the straps of her dress down and pushed it all the way to the floor. They quickly dispensed with all her clothes and his, too.
"Anal," Beatriz said as she dragged Ben down to the bed and on top of her. He kissed her roughly as his hands roved all over her naked body. She lifted her hips in an invitation and Ben pushed his thumb and index finger into her, letting the knuckle of his thumb grind deep into her G-spot. As she moved her hips in rhythm with his hand, she reached out and grabbed THE MANUAL off the bedside table.
Ben took the book from her hand and tossed it across the room.
"What did you do that for?" Beatriz asked, shocked by his violence to the book.
"Because, I got this." Ben grinned down at her and Beatriz's body temperature shot up from the heat in the look alone.
"You did say you were bi in college," she said.
"For like a week. But trust me, it was an educational week. You want to do this?"
Beatriz raised her head and kissed him. As she kissed him she felt the stirrings of something deep and dangerous, something she thought she'd killed and buried back in college. Love. Stupid, foolish, stubborn love. Ben had let her chew him out and then instead of pouting or fighting back, he'd gone out and saved the day. And although he'd walk away from her again at the end of the week, she let go and let herself love him. She'd survived loving him and losing him before. She'd survive it again.
"I want to do everything with you, Ben."
He grinned down at her.
"Everything?" he asked.
"Good. Your sex toys nearly train-wrecked a wedding today. I think we should put them to better use."
"I love the way you think."
They kissed again, kissed until Beatriz couldn't stand it anymore. She had to have him inside her. Gently Ben pushed her onto her stomach and let her lay there relaxing while he gathered all the necessary supplies. He kissed Beatriz's back, up and down her spine, and she shivered from the gentle pleasure. The kissing continued as he flipped open the lube, poured it onto his fingertips, and started to work it inside her. She pulled her knees into her chest to open herself up further.
"You're amazing. You know that, right?" Ben asked as he started to work his wet fingers into her.
"Always nice to hear from a man with three fingers in your asshole."
"That's what I mean. You're so comfortable with yourself. Nothing scares you or freaks you out."
"I hate centipedes."
"Okay, other than centipedes. I just mean you're so free and open. I love that about you."
"Well, you're smart, hilarious, and you hunted Henry down like a dog and dragged him back to reality. I love all that about you."
Ben rolled a condom on and covered himself in lubricant. Slowly he started to push into her.
"God, you're tight," Ben groaned.