Passion: An MMF Romance
They had me separately.
Then they told me to choose.
They just never realized.
I’m bad at deciding.
Seriously. I can’t choose between James and Thomas.
Between a brooding hero and a bad boy billionaire.
I mean, I take forever to decide at restaurants.
I’m horrible at getting dressed in the morning.
Choose between two of the most eligible bachelors I’ve met?
Between rock hard abs and gorgeous cock?
Rugged versus chiseled face?
Yeah, not gonna happen.
So what’s the penalty if I can’t choose?
They both have to fuck me at once.
Yeah, something tells me I can live with that.