I let out a small, strangled noise and dropped my head back against the door.
What was happening to my life?
A week ago, I had been perfectly content reading in bed with a cup of tea, wondering if maybe I just wasn’t built for the whole romance thing. And now? Now I was apparently collecting charming, emotionally intelligent men like limited-edition bookmarks.
This was unhinged behavior.
I pushed off the door and paced the length of the room.
Okay. Breathe.
I dragged a hand down my face and forced myself to stand still.
Because it wasn’t just two men.
It was five.
Five different smiles. Five different voices. Five entirely different ways my stomach had decided to misbehave this week.
There was Lee, with his quiet steadiness and the way he looked at me like he was already building something solid in his head.
There was...
Oh God.
I spun in a slow circle in the middle of the room.
What kind of person had multiple almost-kisses replaying in her brain at once?
Troy’s warmth. Archie’s careful curiosity.
And then Perry and Tyrell with the lingering touches, the almost-moments, the time with them that had felt too easy, too intimate for people who were technically strangers.
This wasn’t just excitement anymore. This was… turning into so much more. Like a snowball rolling down the mountain, slowly picking up momentum.
And I didn’t know how to stop it without having it run over and flatten me. Or worse… one of the men.
I pressed my palms to my cheeks, willing the heat to calm down.
I had never been the girl with options.
I had been the girl who over thought texts. The girl who convinced herself not to wish and dream too hard.
Now I was apparently the girl being walked home and kissed at my bedroom door.
Bytwomen.
“This isn’t happening,” I muttered to the empty room. “Not to mention, it isn’t sustainable.”
And yet…
The thought of narrowing it down too quickly made my chest tighten. Because each of them brought something different out of me. And I wasn’t ready to let any of those versions go.
I knew one thing, though. I’d told both Troy and Archie about my other... suitors. So I needed to be honest with the others too.
Chances were they wouldn’t be okay with it, which would just make my decision easier.
Right?
