Free Trouble Triangle (Tyler's Trouble Trilogy) by Travis Casey

Jezebel's Friday night, or should I say, lack of it."
    "Oh, shit." I twirled my cigarette in my hand. "Who else knows?"
    "Don't know. You'd have to ask Sanchez."
    "If Holly finds out, I'm dead."
    She fanned her hand. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Forget that a minute. Have you thought anymore about whether you're going to help me find my true identity or not?" She pushed her lips to one side. "You're not going to get too many offers to have unconditional sex with a potential, or past, lesbian ya know?"
    I laughed. I loved her sense of humor. That had always been part of her attraction. "I'm still recovering from the groin pull, and with the ass kicking I just took, well it might be a little while before I'm fit for action."
    "I think you're trying to put me off. Do you think I'm stupid enough to believe that you're not still giving it to Holly?"
    "Oh. Well, umm…well, what if she finds out?"
    She laughed. "You go out and try to fuck a stripper on stage, with maybe half the base watching, and you're worried about your girlfriend finding out that you're getting a little private nookie on the side?" She smacked her forehead. "Give me a break. Look, I told you, I'm not trying to lure you into any kind of relationship. You get sex, no strings attached."
    "Well, except for the fact that I did something stupid over the weekend, I try to be faithful in my relationships."
    Debbie smirked. "Bullshit. You've told me about too many of your past exploits, remember? And I don't buy that you're so hung up on Holly that you want her to have your babies. Trust me, she's a user. If you have fallen for her, which I doubt, she'll break your heart. Does she have something on you?"
    "Course not." I swiped my upper lip. "I just want to give her a fair shot. Why would you ask something like that?"
    "Tyler, we've spent many a night in the Dolphin's getting hammered. You've spilled your guts on more than one occasion. So I know you're not the relationship type. You've conquered Mount Holly, or should I say, you mounted Holly for a jolly. I thought you'd be moving on by now. What happened to the 'find ' em , feel ' em , fuck ' em , forget ' em , Chambers' motto?"
    "Don't you believe people change?"
    She snickered. "Not you. Now, are you going to help me with my dilemma or not?" She placed her hand on mine. "This is really important to me, Tyler. I want it to be you because I trust you. But if you still insist on shining Knight's armor, I'll just pick up some guy from a bar downtown."
    I rubbed my temples. "God. You really do know how to mess with a guy's head. I can't let you pick up some drunken loser in one of the most important issues of your life." I sighed. "If I agree, you promise you won't tell Holly?"
    She ran her finger over her chest in an 'x' fashion. "Cross my heart."
    Holly wasn't like a real girlfriend. We needed each other for now, but I was sure it would fizzle out soon enough. Debbie never treated me like a baby. She respected me and she was hot. And this was just a favor to her. She needed to assess her feelings, so it wasn't like I was really cheating on Holly. I was just helping a confused friend.
    "Okay. There's a motel in Aiea, away from the base and everything else. A little mom and pop place, 'Pacific Breeze Motor Lodge'. How about Saturday night?"
    She beamed. "I won't even ask how you know about the Pacific Breeze motel, but thank you so much." She rapidly clapped her hands with excitement. "You really are a true friend. I can hardly wait."
    "Yeah, me neither."

Chapter 9
    Saturday evening rolled around and I looked forward to my date with Debbie. What a contrast. Holly said there would be no sex on our first date. Debbie insisted our first date was all about sex. I rooted through my wardrobe and went with black parachute pants and a white cotton button up shirt, only done up halfway. Mark came into the dorm room as I p acked my toiletry bag.
    "You're a bit dressed up. Where you taking Holly?" he asked.
    " Umm , I'm not going out