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Stories from the Verse
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Chapter 28: Beam 167
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As they settled into their rooms that night, Beam wondered whether he could get away with spending the night with Ashleigh this time. He stood looking out the front window at the open plane in the fading light.
There was a knock on the bedroom door. Beam turned to look; Bron was already walking over to open it. It was Sophie.
“Could I sleep in here? With you? Tonight? Those things in the basement--” She let the thought hang.
Beam thought for a moment, and then offered, “Yes. But Ashleigh also joins us. You can see it would be very unfair for her to be the only one confined to her own room; and she must be just as bothered as you are.” It occurred to him that this probably wasn’t true, but he wasn’t going to set a precedent that Sophia slept with him and Ashleigh didn’t. “Go get your bedding; I’ll go get Ashleigh.”
Three in the bed was going to be a bit crowded, but he liked it that way. He didn’t even mind being in the middle and having to get out over the foot of the bed. He walked across to Ashleigh’s room.
“I was hoping you’d come,” she said as soon as he opened the door.
“Yeah, me too,” he said, “but it’s not quite as good as that. Sophie is upset about those monsters in the basement, and wants to sleep in my bed with me. I told her she could, but only if you could, too. So we’re all crowding in my bed. Bring your stuff.”
“The bed in the main bedroom is bigger,” she said, and she was right.
“Maybe after tonight we’ll look into putting the three of us together in the main bedroom. Tonight let’s keep everyone together.”
“I guess with her there we’ll have to behave ourselves.”
“Oh, don’t misunderstand. I’m not at all against romping in the bed with both of you at once; I’m just not going to do it while Bron’s in the next bed trying to sleep. So tonight, it’s just sleep.”
Sophie had already brought her things by the time Beam returned; he knew Ashleigh wasn’t far behind. “I’m sleeping in the middle,” he said, and kicking off his shoes at the foot he crawled up the center and settled on his back. “You can pick which side you want.”
The luscious redhead wasted little time crawling in on his left side with her blanket on top, and wrapping one arm over him as she snuggled close. Ashleigh entered, and the two women glared at each other, but Beam ignored it. “This side is yours,” he said, raising his right arm so the tasty teen could see it. She moved more slowly, but soon was pressed against his right, her arm also over him but trying to avoid contacting that of the other girl.
Maybe this would work after all.
There is a behind-the-writings look at the thoughts, influences, and ideas of this chapter, along with eleven other sequential chapters of this novel, in mark Joseph "young" web log entry #480: Versers Think. Given a moment, this link should take you directly to the section relevant to this chapter. It may contain spoilers of upcoming chapters.
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