Page 78 of Bro Amazing

I climb into a scalding shower to wash off the bad vibes from last night and organize my mind about what I'll say to my boyfriends when I confront them. And hope they don't bring up Sasha's comment about gatekeeping again.

I could tell them to ignore her because she's just jealous that I have five boyfriends and she has none. But if I wait too long, my boyfriends will be shut up in their computer den and I won't be able to talk to them for hours.

"We need to talk," I say as soon as I step into the kitchen, but immediately freeze at the sight before me.

The table is set with real plates, stacks of pancakes, and bowls of both fruit and eggs. I've never once seen any of my boyfriends eat anything more substantial than a bowl of cereal for breakfast. Usually they grab a protein bar if they're feeling healthy, but pair it with an energy drink. This is the most startling thing I've seen since moving in, and they've bought me multiple sex toys.

"What do we need to talk about?" Miles hands me a cup of piping hot coffee.

Of course it's in my favorite mug, the one with the little birds singing all around it. Don't they know this thoughtful little display of theirs is throwing me off my game when I'm ready to be mad? How do I tell them I'm upset when they're doing something so sweet?

"What's with all this?" I point accusingly at the loaded table, then sip my coffee. It's delicious.

"Breakfast," answers Miles.

"Sit down," says Helix. "Eggs go cold surprisingly fast."

"I can tell it's breakfast," I say as Quintin practically ushers me into a seat. "Why did you all make breakfast?"

"So, we did a thing," says Miles sitting down as well.

"I already told her," says Ethan, casually helping himself to a couple pancakes.

"You told her?" asks Lionel. "Ender, you've left us overextended!"

Ethan shrugs. "She was with me when we decided and posted."

"And you didn't ping us?" asks Helix. "Or tell us while we were cooking all of this?"

"I thought we were making breakfast to make Clarissa feel better about her friend hitting on you last night," says Ethan, his brows drawing together in confusion.

"No, we did it because we wanted to break the news to her about our subscribers," says Miles.

"Wait, I thought we were doing it because we crashed her critique group thing," says Quintin.

"I thought it was because we hadn't told her we were going on vacation." Lionel casually pours syrup over his scrambled eggs.

Miles pinches the bridge of his nose in exasperation. "Fine, it can be for all of those reasons."

"Oh no, this can only be for one of those things," I say, accepting the syrup from Lionel and dousing my pancakes. "This is a nice breakfast, but it's not nice enough to covereverything."

"Then it's for my reason, since I was the one who suggested the breakfast thing," says Miles. "And we'll have a strategy session later to deal with the other things."

"Fuck, that's going to be a long session," grumbles Quintin.

"Can we order takeout for it at least?" asks Helix.

"Sure," says Ethan, scooping a line of egg down the middle of a pancake and rolling it to eat like a taco.

"Are you going to get to the apology part of this meal?" I'm annoyed about them not involving me in this announcement, but I also feel guilty about needing to apologize myself for using them without their knowledge as research for my book. The better I get to know these guys, the worse I feel about keeping this a secret. Maybe I'll plan an elaborate apology blow job for each of them.

"This is the apology," says Miles, surprised.

"You need to say the words too." I don't have a lot of dating experience, but I'm pretty sure all apologies have to include the wordsI'm sorryat some point. Although that'll be hard with my mouth full of cock, so maybe a blow job and something else.

"I'm not sure that's true." Miles looks around the table to his teammates for guidance.

"I'll wait for as long as you need." I sip my coffee. "But you should take down the notice that you have a girlfriend until you apologize."

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