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were cursing like sailors now. “Ya know I love you guys too. I live for you two.” When he lowered his hands from his face, I noticed his eyes had lost their faraway look, and I realized that maybe this awkward conversation had somehow connected us. I also noticed that his cheeks were quite pink, a new look for Nate. “Yeah. I wanna get busy with you guys. Fuckin’ bad too. I wanna make you two mine in every way and….” His words trailed off, but soon he spoke again, his voice rough and gravelly. “Can’t believe two guys like you want me like that. You know, in bed.”
    His honesty deserved reciprocal candor, so I said, “I want you and Zander inside me.”
    Zander released my hand and cupped the side of my face. But I was staring at Nate, taking in his surprise—his pleasure—at my words.
    Zander said, “I want that too. Not too sure who’s gonna do what to who, you know, but I want more intimacy with both of you.”
    We looked at the screen to see Nate’s face as he issued his own confession. “Never had what I got with you guys, and I wanna show you how I feel with my body real fuckin’ bad.”
    “It will happen the next time you come to visit. Okay, Nate?” I wanted to ask him to promise that we’d make love the next time we were together, and then I wanted to beg to see him that weekend so it could happen sooner rather than later, but that would only put more pressure on him to find a place for Cindy to stay.
    Sometimes it felt like Zander and I were chasing an elusive minnow through a rushing stream. Every time we reached for Nate, he slipped right through our fingers.
    Nate knew me well enough to anticipate my worries. “I promise, babe. Next time we’re alone together, us three are gonna become one.”

6
    N ATE ’ S D IARY
     
     
    August 31
     
    A FUCKIN ’ bad scene went down in our shit hole of a livin’ room a little while ago. But me and Cindy, well, let’s just say that Lady Luck was on our side. Cuz neither of us got the crap knocked outta us by Uncle Rich tonight.
    First of all, my mood sucked, seein’ as I couldn’t find a place to leave Cindy for the weekend. Which meant no “us three becomin’ one in the sack,” to put it real polite. So, yeah, maybe I was pissed off, and maybe I didn’t take to it real kind when Uncle Rich came home from work with a girl young enough to be his daughter (I knew the girl from high school, which made it so much fuckin’ worse) and a plastic baggie filled with coke. I don’t want that shit around me no more, and I sure as shit don’t want it around Cindy. No fourteen-year-old needs to see that shit in her own home, and let me tell you, she was actin’ real interested, which she mighta just done to piss me off. Which it did.
    So I got right in the asshole’s face, told him to take his bimbo and his bag of blow somewhere else. Bad idea. Me and Cindy ended up out in the truck, which is where we’re sleepin’ tonight. Cindy’s already crashed. She bawled so friggin’ hard about missin’ some stupid-ass top modeling reality show on TV that she finally couldn’t keep her swelled-up eyes open no more. Shoulda just took her to the truck before the big blowout went down, but I wasn’t thinkin’ too straight. Guess I got pissed off cuz I don’t want my little sister gettin’ into no drugs.
    I sure gave Uncle Rich a piece of my mind, right in front of pretty Daria Willson. He looked at me cross-eyed, like he couldn’t believe that I was in his face. And he kept shakin’ his head cuz he couldn’t believe his ears that I was cursin’ him out. Didn’t take long ’til them eyes turned into narrow slits in his face, and I knew I’d have hell to pay.
    “Who you think you’re talkin’ to?” He musta said that five times before I found enough calmness inside me to answer the asswipe.
    “Just don’t think you oughtta be doin’ no drugs with Cindy right here.”
    “I don’t recall askin’ for your opinion on the matter.” That’s