Eleonore’s POV

“El’s, I’m sorry but that sounds like the opposite of a problem,” Charlie told me, and I groaned into my coffee, deciding that I did indeed deserve the morning ice cream cone I had gotten for myself.

Screw it being breakfast, I knew explaining to Charlie what had been going on in my life would be an emotional roller coaster.

“No no, you’re missing the point.”

“I don’t see how three hot dudes wanting to date ...