Her Best Men

“That could never happen, beautiful. Seein’ you happy the way you were yesterday, I wouldn’t trade that smile or the light in your eyes for nothin’.”

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“I’m positive. And the fact that ya felt the need ta check up on me means ya really do care. And it makes my heart soar, Katie.”

“Thank you, Wyatt. For everything. For always listening and wanting what’s best for me. And most definitely for yesterday,” I said with a grin.

“And thank ya for not givin’ up on hard-headed me, even when I was bein’ an ass ‘bout things. I’m sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize, Wyatt, I know this isn’t exactly a normal situation,” I said.

“No, there ain’t nothin’ normal about my Katie. Our Katie,” he corrected.

I hung up the phone and sighed as I lay back down in bed. It was going to be a task trying to drag myself to the bathroom, but I knew a hot shower would make the ache in my muscles go away. I sat up in bed, groaning and struggling as a haphazard smile crossed my cheeks.

Then, I heard someone clear their throat at the door.

“Holy hell, Lizzie. You scared the crap out of me,” I said.

“It’s amazing that I can still surprise you even though I’ve got a key to this place,” she said.

“It’s amazing that you have a key and still knock on the door like you do,” I said. “What gives?”

“I knocked twice, and ya didn’t answer. Was that Wyatt?” she asked.

“Good morning to you, too,” I said with a grunt.

“Were you talkin’ ‘bout what I thought you were?”

“Not that it’s any of your business, but yes. I was,” I said.

“I’m your best friend. How the hell’s this not my business? You’re sleepin’ with all of them?”

“It’s a bit more than that,” I said.

“How can it be more than that?” she asked.

“The five of us are together.”

Lizzie threw her head back and laughed before she hooked her eyes with me again.

“You’re serious,” she said.

“As a heart attack.”

“When the hell did this happen?” she asked.

“Yesterday. I told them my decision was all of them or none of them, and they were all on board.”

“You shittin’ me?” she asked.

“I told them I was in love with them, and they said they were in love with me back, Lizzie. This is happening.”

“City girl ain’t gonna believe this shit.”

“What the hell does that mean?” I asked.

“Look. Whitney and I have been talkin’ ‘cause she’s worried ‘bout ya with all this shit with the brothers. She called me and said you’d gotten it in your head that you were gonna be with them or some shit, and I told her she was crazy. That you weren’t that stupid.”