Honey

Oh my God.

Here I am staring at Enzo’s mouth, knowing I made out with Dante last week and then Roman before that. Was I really going to cap it off by kissing the third brother? My belly twisted with lust, the feeling of him between my legs dizzying.

I’ve had all three of them between my legs at this point. And each of them felt too good to be real. They each had their eye on me and it made me feel so guilty. Was I stringing them along? How was that ...