Her Best Men

“When did this happen?” Whitney asked.

“I went on a date with Andrew a few nights ago, and things led to other things,” I said.

“Where did he take ya? Oh shit, did he take ya to that bonfire outside of town?” Lizzie asked.

“Actually, yes. That’s where we went,” I said.

“Holy shit! You were that couple in the field!” Lizzie said.

“What?” I asked.

“The couple in the field on the blanket. Oh shit, girl. You were gettin’ it,” Lizzie said.

“Oh, this is priceless. Lizzie saw you guys having sex,” Whitney said, doubling over in laught

er.

“How were you at that bonfire?” I asked.

“Girl, everyone and their cousins were at that bonfire. We all kept makin’ jokes ‘bout Moanin’ Myrtle in the field,” Lizzie said.

“Oh, fuck. This is way too much,” Whitney said breathlessly. “I did not take you for a sexual voyeur.”

“Wait a second, how much of that did you hear?” I asked.

“We all heard everythin’. From the start to the finish. Girl, the guys were cheerin’ his ass on, and the girls were fuckin’ jealous. Be proud!” Lizzie said.

“Ugh. Great,” I said.

“And you’re not wearin’ that out to dancin’,” Lizzie said. “You’re wearin’ some tight ass jeans, a skimpy little top, a hat, and them cowgirl boots of yours.”

“I’m not dressing like you,” I said.

“You ain’t dressin’ like me. I’m the one in a skirt tonight. Go change,” Lizzie said.

“I agree. Maybe don’t show so much stomach like Lizzie, but definitely don’t go in a skirt if she’s got one on,” Whitney said.

“I wish you were here,” I said.

“Hey. Ya got me. What’s wrong with that?” Lizzie asked.

“I liked all three of us being together at the resort. That’s all,” I said.

“Well, I’ll make a trip to come see you soon. And you guys can always fly up here and stay with me,” Whitney said.

“Anyway, we gotta get ready and get out the door. We on for dinner and a movie tomorrow night, Whit-Whit?” Lizzie asked.

“I’ll be here with my Chinese, my wine, and ready to press play at the same time,” Whitney said. “After we talk about how this night goes with you guys.”

“You’ll have all the details,” I said.

“Good. Because you’re slacking in that department,” Whitney said. “Now, you two have fun.”

“Thanks, Whit. Love you,” I said.

I cut the video call before I went to change my outfit. I knew why there was tension between the brothers, and Lizzie hit it on the head. The truth was, I knew they all had feelings for me. I could feel it in the way they kissed me and in how they all looked at me. I’d done a really good job of keeping my feelings for them under wraps because I wasn’t sure how they were going to feel about it. Lizzie kept reminding me of how they’d shared women in the past, but I was sure those women didn’t have feelings for them like I did. I enjoyed each of them, and part of me was scared that if I talked to them about it, they would make me choose.

Even Caleb I had feelings for. But I knew I couldn’t figure out how I was going to proceed until I’d spent one-on-one time with him. Whether we slept together or not wasn’t the point. I wanted to be with him and spend time with him before I made any decisions. Before I sat the brothers down and talked with them about all this stuff that was going on. When he kissed me the other night in the kitchen, I’d seen stars. Sparks flew between the two of us and shot all the way down to my toes. Just like with the three other brothers, I had been instantly turned on.