Love or Lust (LOL): Part 1

“Hell no. That was ridiculous. Plus, I couldn’t very well vote someone else off when I was probably the worst at Pictionary.”

He was. Man doesn’t know how to draw a stick figure. It’s a good thing he’s easy on the eyes. He’s not the only one, though, and as everyone else disperses back to their respective villas, I’m left with Jace and Lennon, both staring at me. Both looking as if they have something on their mind but waiting for me to speak first.

“Okay, let’s get it over with,” I say, walking into my villa knowing damn well they’ll both follow me. Taking a seat at the little table, I stare up at them as they both hover near the open door.

Jace is slightly shorter than Lennon. His hair is longer and darker, his jaw more chiseled. I can’t see his emerald-green eyes, but I can feel them on me right now. Lennon’s too, though his golden hues feel softer against my skin. More of a caress, whereas Jace’s are filled with heat.

They’re both gorgeous men. Built like gods. On the outside, if this was a competition based solely on looks, it would be a tough decision. The problem is, it’s not, and I have no idea what either of them is really like. So, I need to lay it out there before fists fly because both of them are clenching their hands at their sides.

“It’s a competition. A game. I don’t know what they have in store for us next, but I do know that I’ll be spending time with both of you, and the last thing I want is you two at each other’s throats. That’s not the way to a woman’s heart,” I say, directing my stare to Lennon, “or her bed.” My gaze falls to Jace.

“I don’t know what I want or who I want, and that decision isn’t going to be made any time soon. All I can say is that you both seem to be amazing, and I’m looking forward to getting to know you, but the second I hear you’re fighting over someone that’s not yours to claim, me or otherwise, the competition is over. We all lose.”