The Inheritance (Contemporary Reverse Harem 1)

“Hi. Hope you don’t mind—”

“Ugh. I do mind, but tell me what’s going on. Did you go out with the last guy?” He yawned loudly.

“I did. He was awesome. So sweet, good looking. And he cooked for me,” I said.

“And…” I knew what he wanted to know, but tormenting him was so much fun.

“Oh, you know. We messed around a little,” I teased.

“All right. Don’t tell me a goddamn thing. See if I care.” He went silent.

“Matty, what am I going to do? They’re all great, and I have to choose someone like, yesterday.”

“Well, which one do you like the best?” he asked.

“I don’t know.”

“Which one kisses the best?”

“I don’t know.”

“Which one has the biggest dick?”

I had to laugh at that one. So typical Matty. “I don’t know.”

He sighed in frustration. “How the hell can you not know? What are they, all perfect?”

“No, no, of course not. They’re not all perfect. But put together as a package, they are. They’re totally perfect when you take them as a whole. I mean, there’s nothing left to want.”

Oh boy. I was in trouble.

There was rustling in the background. He was sitting up in bed. That meant he was serious.

“Okay. This is what you have to do. You like them all. You have to choose one. Get the key to Grandpa’s house and ask them all to move in.”

Now that made me burst out laughing.

“Oh Matty, you are too funny. I need to find one dude to marry, and you suggest I live with all of them. Okayyyy…”

“Garnet, now listen to me. This is the solution to your problem. If any of them say no, then they’ve self-eliminated. If they say yes, they’re in the running. What do you have to lose, besides five million fucking dollars?”

Five million dollars was a lot to lose. ‘Course it wasn’t mine to lose, at least not yet, anyway.

Chapter 18

Nathaniel “Nat”

I’d finally heard it all.

I mean, I liked Garnet. A lot. She was great. Pretty, good sense of humor. But shit.

Move into some goddamn mansion with a bunch of other guys so she could choose one of us? That was the stupidest idea I’d ever heard.

So I said yes.

I needed to shake things up in my life. I’d been working too hard for too long. There was nothing spontaneous left. I was turning into an accounting drone, just what I’d always dreaded. I did want to become partner and all, but c’mon, at what cost? I’d finally met someone cool thanks to my swimming buddy Jonesy, and…

Wait. Was that a fix-up? Jonesy, who threw a lot of business my way, was always bugging me about meeting a girl. Of course, he’d sent her my way under the guise of needing an accountant. Which she sure as hell didn’t, at least not from what I could tell.