Page 38 of Bad Neighbors

Ezra was… suffice to say I had never imagined a body like that was hiding under his clothes. Not that he had ever looked bad. No, Ezra was very attractive, tall and lean and clearly in good shape. But seeing him like this, in a slim fitting pair of joggers and sans shirt…it made my mouth dry.

Ezra was ripped. His muscles had muscles. I remembered the press of him against me on the couch the other day. All of that iron control and tightly held power—it made sense now. I licked my lips, wondering how all of that control translated to sex with him. I’d be willing to bet he could go for hours.

“Jesus, Jude.” I slapped a hand to my forehead. I couldn’t believe I was even thinking about this, considering I had just come from Baron’s bed. And after smacking him for saying I had feelings for all of the men! It was official; I was a slut. I was a slap-happy slut. Shame rolled through me. I had never hit a person in my life and wasn’t about to start now, especially not with someone asgoodas Baron.

Now Galen, on the other hand...

A knock came on the door and I edged it open slightly to see Baron standing outside with a cup of coffee.Mycup of coffee—the sloth mug Eleanor had given me at Christmas almost a year ago. I eyed him suspiciously. “What’s this for?”

“Peace?” he asked.

I took the mug. “Thank you. I’m sorry I hit you.” I shut the door before he answered.

I slid down to the floor and took a sip of the coffee. It was perfect, exactly the way I liked my coffee. I hadn’t realized Baron had been paying that close attention to me.

It had felt so good to sleep spooned up against him last night, and to awaken this morning wrapped up in his warmth.

Ezra’s hands on my breasts had also felt good, and Galen’s panty-melting kiss at Sugar Babes. “Oh, God.” The realization hit painfully. Baron was right. As neutral as Ezra acted; as hateful as Galen was...I liked them. All of them.

I liked them a lot.

This was awful.

Standing up, I located my phone and quickly tapped out a text to my sister.

SOS.

LensBaby:What’s wrong?

I need advice.

LensBaby:From me?

I know, it’s weird. Here’s the thing. I think I have feelings for someone.

LensBaby:So what’s the big deal?

I actually have feelings for three someones.

LensBaby:Oh.

Yeah. Oh.

Eleanor didn’t say anything for so long I started to wonder what had happened to her.

Am I a slut?

LensBaby:What? No! But what are you going to do?

I don’t know. Honestly, I think it bothers me more than it does them.

LensBaby:well, that’s different

I know

LensBaby:but not necessarily bad

[wide-eyed emoji]

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