#𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 preston + winnie

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contined from here / @brvisedknees

Blowing out a breath, Winnie was regretting this conversation with every second that ticked by. "I didn't— Look, it's not that big of a deal, okay?" It was. "I just ... I choose to focus on other parts of my relationship that aren't just about sex." And it wasn't like Jake was as malicious as Preston was making him out to be. At least, she hoped he wasn't and maybe he was just really bad at sex. She hadn't planned on sharing any of this with him, but like always, the conversation had flowed from one topic to the next and suddenly they were talking about the ongoings in the bedroom. Or, in Winnie's case, what wasn't going on. Knowing him as long as she did, it wasn't surprising to have no filter around him but right now, she kinda wished she had. "This feels like you're more interested in getting your rocks off," she teased with a grin, fingers spinning her drink in circles in search of a distraction because did he really just offer what she thought he did? "What? The groupie pool already dried up?" In all the years she had known him - practically their entire lives, save a few years - they had never crossed that line. It had always been naturally platonic, through her serious boyfriends and his ... whatever he wanted to call his relationships as his fame pushed him into the limelight. "You know," she can't help but repeat, a smile playing at her lips. "I ... look, Pres, I appreciate it but that really sounds like a fancy way of saying cheating, and even if the sex is terrible, I can't do that to Jake." Still, it's playing at the back of her mind, gnawing at her. The what if part of her brain has been triggered and it's a hard task to quiet it down again. After a beat, she changes course. "But what Jake doesn't know, can't hurt him, right?"