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Megan

I walk into media room early the next morning and look around, surprised to find that I’m all alone. When I heard the call over the speaker in my room to come down for a message, I figured there was some kind of announcement for all of us. But no. It’s just me.

I sit on the couch and wait, and after a few minutes, the flat screen on the wall comes on. Instead of seeing Chase’s face as usual, it’s Maya.

Weird. Normally if she wanted to talk to me, she would just pull me into the bathroom like she always does. I wonder what this is about.

I don’t have to wait long to find out.

“Good morning, Megan,” she says, and I can tell instantly that this is a recorded message. She sounds like whatever she is saying is more scripted, not a conversation like we’d normally have.

I frown and lean back into the soft cushions. What could she have to say that she can’t tell me in person?

“I hope you’ve had a chance to talk to both Tristan and Madden, as well as taken some time to think about what you really want. The finale is tonight, and you have to make a decision.”

I squeeze my eyes shut. This is nothing I don’t already know. And it’s the main reason I was already up when I got the call to come down here. I was barely able to sleep from the anxiety and stress.

The most difficult decision I’ve ever made is looming before me, less than twelve hours away, and I still have no idea what I’m going to do. How I’m going to choose between the two most amazing men I’ve ever known.

Maya’s voice continues, and I open my eyes again and look at the screen. “Like I told you before, you need to listen to your heart and go with your instincts. If you follow your heart, you’ll be a winner no matter what.” She gives me a hard look through the camera, as if she’s trying to convey some type of hidden message with secret meaning. “I know you’ll make the right decision.”

Then the screen goes black and I’m left sitting there, still trying to figure out what to do. I stay there for a long time reflecting on everything she said, both on the video message and in the last conversation we had in my bathroom yesterday.

Follow your heart.

Rules are made to be broken.

Yesterday I had time alone with both Tristan and Madden. They both confessed their feelings for me, and I had incredible encounters with both of them. They made me feel special and perfect and so, so sexy.

But while I loved every second of my time with each of them, it still didn’t compare to what it felt like being with both of them together. That was beyond anything I’ve ever known. And I want more of that.

I want both of them. Together. That’s the one thing I’m sure of in this whole crazy situation.

My mind spins, trying to figure out what to do. What would happen in each scenario.

If I choose Tristan, I know every moment will be hot and intense and passionate. He’s so real and unafraid to show what he’s feeling.

But Madden brings something else to the equation. He’s full of energy and fun, always injecting his charm and humor into everything.

They’re like two polar opposites in so many ways. But I like everything about both of them. I don’t want to settle for one or the other. I want both.

As I imagine myself with one or the other, it’s never been more clear, especially after having time with each of them yesterday.

I can’t settle for one.

I want to be with both of them.

I want to choose both of them.

But how will they feel about that? And what will happen with the show?

I stand quickly, suddenly anxious to talk to them. Walking to a desk tucked into an alcove in the wall, I pull out a pad of paper and a pen and scribble out two notes. Folding them up, I go to one of the confessional cameras, notes clenched tightly in my hands.

I know what to do now. It’s all become clear.

I sit in front of the camera and tell it that I think I’ve made my choice, waving my notes in front of it, finishing my confession with, “Now I just have to see what happens.”

Then I hand the notes to a production assistant—Maya is nowhere in sight—and tell them it’s vital these messages are delivered to Tristan and Madden immediately.

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