In the clutches of triplets

If I'd known that in less than two hours Warren Strickland's face would be between my thighs, I might have been slightly uncomfortable.

But now, instead of running and hiding, I could face my best friend Macy.

Macy takes a long sip of her cocktail in a pretty white sun dress and leans into me, "Can you believe this is finally happening?"

I squeeze her arm and smile." I'm so happy for you, you deserve it."

"You're right. The wedding feels a little too fancy right now. People don't do that. People don't have weddings like this. Who do I think I am?"

I lean over her, cupping her face with my hand lovingly." You are Macy Strickland. You're great, and you're going to have the wedding you deserve."

"You're right. Anyway, that's the end of the story." She turns to face me fully and grabs my hand in hers, " I'm sorry about Milo."

My stomach clenches, and I try to keep the look of disgust out of my face. Letting go of her, I lean back in my seat. "Fuck cheating on Milo."

"I agree. Fuck Milo. He's an asshole anyway."

I laugh, "You said you liked Milo before."

Draining her glass, she waves me away like I'm an annoying mosquito. "I wouldn't say like. He's just an improvement over the last asshole you were with. At least, I thought he was. Turns out, he's still the same asshole, just in a different package."

"Smaller package." I grunt.

"No!" She gasps dramatically, "You didn't say anything!"

I take a big sip of my margarita and shrug." What was I supposed to say? That I think the man I love has a mediocre dick at best?"

" Well, doesn't he at least know how to use it?"

I look at her for a long moment, then roll my eyes." Why do you think I've been so tight for the past two years?"

"Oh, Sara. I'm so sorry. You deserve better. You deserve this." She points to the glamorous resort we're sitting in." It's not fair that you always attract losers."

I can't help but smile." We can't all attract angels."

Macy pouts and wraps her arm tightly around my shoulder." I'm sorry, I was rude. I was so rude. It's not your fault. Men just suck. All men do, except Jason. "

Her fiancé is wonderful. Jason is kind, handsome, funny, and willing to give his life to make Macy happy.

I can't find a man who would give up another woman for me.

"Sara, I've made you sad, come on let me make you happy, the pool is nice, let's go for a swim." She pushes away from the bar, "Or go to the sauna we can sweat it out."

I pull my best friend into a tight hug and shake my head, "I love you. I'm fine. I think I'm going to take a nap before the BBQ tonight. I'm exhausted from the long flight."

"You promise you're okay?"

I smile, but stay silent. I don't want to lie to her. I know I'll be fine, but I'm so angry and hurt at Milo that all I want to do is scream.

When I found out that Milo was a cheating asshole, I left immediately and never looked back. But Milo wouldn't break me, no matter what.

"Okay, fine. Take your nap. I promise to cheer you up tonight. I'm sure seeing the whole family will put the biggest smile on your face."

I don't catch her sarcasm. I let out a frustrated groan and dropped my head." I might fall asleep."

"No, lady. You must be by my side. I will be by your side to protect you from my bad brothers." She laughs , "It's not the same as when you were a child, Sara. They've grown up."

I know they're grown up. A week ago I was flipping through a magazine and saw an article about Andrew. He was on his way to becoming a billionaire and the reporter caught his stern look in the photo. It should have been a sin how beautiful the triplets were. Unfortunately, they were evil.

"Oh, come on, Sara. Things are different now. How long has it been since you've been with them?"

"About ten years." I shudder at the memory and back away. "Of course I'll be there tonight. I'll be the one wearing the bells and being happy for you."

"Don't be late you know my cousin Maggie is here. If you don't go, she'll be stuck to me."

"So you just want me there to keep your family away? I see what's going on." I smiled and waved goodbye to her, walking boldly to the reception.