Valentine Dare
It starts with a dare and ends up being a lot more fun.
I was dumped and humiliated by my ex and ended up running into the arms of the hot quarterback player, Trent at high school.
Trent dares me.
His brothers devise a scheme to get back at my ex.
A dare that involves us turning up at the Valentine dance and pretending to be with not only one brother, but all three of them.
They are smoking hot. Brent has a temper, one that results in him protecting me the moment I’m in danger. His bulging arms and fists give one too many punches when I’m being threatened by my ex.
Prent with his piercing blue eyes believes the way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach, and he makes me a meal to die for, whenever I’m feeling down.
Trent has smoking abs, chiseled jaw, and makes me laugh with his cheeky smile, and dimples, which has me melting in his arms.
They may be triplets, but underneath the sheets, they’re completely different. I get pleasure from not just one of them, but all three.
At first, the dare seemed so simple, until faking became so hard, that I found myself not pretending anymore, and worried that my heart will be bruised not just one more time, but three times.
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