 Ian shook his head. “No thanks.” He ran a hand through his dark, disheveled hair. “I’ve been thinking about meeting with the other couple.” “Yeah?” Taren slowed the car even more and guided it to the off-ramp. “How come you didn’t invite them to our wedding?” Taren chuckled. “They were my college pals.” He shrugged. “Pretty much our whole relationship was sex scenes and swapping at clubs, sometimes we studied. We went our separate ways not long after college. By the time I moved here I only heard from Kevin once or twice a year, things like happy birthday, Merry Christmas emails. I made friends, real friends here.” “But you knew they’d be at this particular resort at the same time we’d be there,” Ian said softly. “Yes and no,” Taren said. “I told you Kevin and his wife Colleen go there every year?” “Yes.” Ian nodded. “They have a circuit of clubs they visit. This particular one is my favorite and closest to where we live.” He paused to check the GPS. “I didn’t want any awkward surprises, so I emailed Kevin and asked if they were going to be there. He emailed back a few days later and invited us to join them. I told him I’d talk it over with you. I have no idea if they already had plans to be there at the same time or if he arranged it after I contacted him.” “What if I’d said no?”    
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