Status Updates From Pyramid Stunt

This first chapter gave me whiplash. 🫠

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“Our wedding,” Heather answers.

“Our wedding?” Peyton asks hesitatingly.

“Yours and Graham’s and mine,” Heather explains nonchalantly.

“Excuse me? When did you propose? When did I agree?” Peyton blusters.

“I don’t think you want those answers at this table in front of your parents,” Heather deadpans.

“Of course. It’s like a cheerleading pyramid. We’re the base, and she’s the flyer,”

“Our relationship is a pyramid stunt?”

“I want the opportunity to love you until we go gray and wrinkly, and I have to take some fucking medication to get it up to be of use to the two of you so you don’t fuck without me.”

“You- you know that we’re together?” Peyton stutters.

“Baby girl, we’re a different generation than you are, but we aren’t stupid,” Regina huffs.

“I meant what I said. I can’t do this in the dark anymore,” I tell him.

“We both heard you. I’m ready. She needs more time. She’s fucking a woman. I’m just fucking my sister,” he explains.

“You forget how intimately acquainted I’ve gotten with Peyton’s mother. Regina thinks you walk on fucking water,” Heather reminds me.

“Until I tell her I’ve deflowered her sweet baby girl. I think all bets are off at that point. Then I’m just some entitled white boy who is a threat,” I reply.

“Slowly but surely, I’ll make an unproblematic cishet white boy out of you,” Peyton grins.

“The world is really missing out. Hierarchical power exchange is the most fun I’ve ever had in the bedroom. I Dom Pey, Heather Doms both of us. 10/10 recommend.”

“I’m going to go fix my lipstick. You can go tell her what we decided.”

“Oh, good. I love being the bad guy,” he groans.

“You can make it up to her with orgasms,” I laugh and pat his cheek.

“That’s a Band-Aid, not a solution,” he says seriously.

“You’re going to be the most upstanding gentleman. That means you’re not going to hit on her. You’re not going to feel her up. You’re not going to say anything that’s a fucking microaggression,” I insist.

Listen. I like this author more and more.

283 pages in and we have a hard yes on the main character being black 😂

Caleb follows my look. “I’ve never seen a black girl debut,” he begins, and my happy expression quickly turns dark.

“That’s because this backward ass town has done a bang-up job ensuring its people of color stay in poverty,” I mutter.

Graham turns toward Heather. “So, you broke up with me to fuck the girl you didn’t know I was fucking?”