Vice and Victor - Chapter Twelve

Mirage rolled onto her back beside Victor, and he rested his head against hers so that their hair tangled together. “Aaron is messaging me about touring,” she told him, looking up at the ceiling. “You and Vice have to work on your next album.”

“Hmm,” he linked their hands. “We will work it out, Mira.”

“Will we?” She wondered. “What is this exactly?” She asked the question hesitantly. It had lingered in the background since their night clubbing, but she had not dared to ask it, not wanting to hear the answer if it was not the one that she wanted to hear.

“Have you ever heard of polyandry?” He asked, his tone quiet.

“No,” she admitted.

“It is when one woman and two or more men share a household,” he explained. “You might have heard of polygamists…”

“Yes,” she frowned it was normally not a flattering term.

“Well, this is it’s cousin. This isn’t… casual for us,” he rolled onto his side to face her. “We didn’t start this as… titillation, Mira. It is a relationship, not a casual f-k.