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is gorgeous, he’s not beautiful, he’s not stunning, he’s just downright gorgeous.
    His hair is dark and messy, it drops over his eyes so seductively at times, making my heart liven up every single time I lay eyes on him. His eyes are the same brown as Jase’s, it’s the only feature they share. Whiskey’s seem darker though, deeper even. He’s taller than Jase, and his body is well muscled and broad for his age. Jase is leaner, but his muscle is just as toned. I’ve always had a major crush on Whiskey, there’s just something about that bad boy nature that gets me every time. I love them both though, and I am really not sure I could ever choose between them. They’re so beautifully different.
    I sit down beside Whiskey, letting the cool water wash over me too. I let off a little squeal as it washes up over my legs. Whiskey turns to look at me, his brown gaze searches my face. I reach over and take his hand, stroking my fingers over the rough skin on his palm. Whiskey is a mechanic, and a damn good one at that. He works hard and he plays harder, yet I always seem to be able to tame his wild moods. It’s just the way with us, sometimes it seems I am the only person who can calm him down, aside from Jase. Whiskey grumbles something and turns to face me fully, I can see the anger in his eyes.
    “What’s up, Whisk?” I ask, staring out at the ocean.
    “You know what’s up, Heaven.”
    I shrug, not turning to face him. “I was dancing with James.”
    He grumbles a curse and then says, “Yeah.”
    “You know I’m not interested, we were just dancing, Whiskey.”
    “Doesn’t mean I like it,” he huffs, stretching his legs out.
    I turn to face him and give him my best sigh. “I know, but we’re not together and…”
    “We might as well be Heav, we all hang out, we spend nights in each other’s beds, we live and breathe each other. The only thing we haven’t done is fucked.”
    I flinch, when put like that it’s so…brutal. “It’s not like that , Whiskey, you know I love you both but I can’t…I’m not…”
    “You’re not going to date two men and because you can’t choose, you leave us at arm’s length,” he says in an empty tone.
    I turn to him, hurt. I love the boys, I’ve never hidden that but I’ve never lead them on, not once. “That’s not true, I’ve never lead you on.”
    He leans closer, reaching up to stroke my cheek. “No, that’s the damn problem. You’re so god dam ned perfect all the time. You never tease us, or give one more affection than the other. You just fit between us so perfectly, so flawlessly, and you make it impossible for us not to love you.”
    “You know we can all never be more than friends, I can’t be with two men. It’s just something I can’t do and I certainly can’t pick one of you.”
    Sighing, he drops his fingers. “Haven’t you ever thought about it Heaven, even for a second?”
    “Thought about what?” I whisper, even though I know exactly what he’s asking.
    He leans closer, his lips are inches from mine. “Thought about what it would be like to have your naked body under mine while I gently fuck you. Thought about my lips on your body. Thought about how good it would feel to kiss me?”
    My cheeks flush and I open my mouth, but my words come out as a stammer. “Of course I have , Whiskey, but I can’t hurt either one of you and I don’t want to have to choose. I can’t. It’s better if we just stay friends. Eventually, you boys will meet a wonderful woman and she’ll sweep you off your feet…”
    “And that won’t bother you?” he murmurs, looking at my lips.
    “Of course it would, god, I love you two. You’ve been my everything for so long, of course it would bother me.”
    Truth is , I honestly don’t know if I could handle it, but I would never tell them that and give them false hope. I love them too much, I would let them go if it meant they were happy. I truly would. Even if it broke me.
    “Heaven, you can’t