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Matt says, “We have something to tell you, Meg.”

For a second, my heart skips a beat as I wonder if this is the moment I’ve been dreading.

Have they come here to tell me that my fun is over? Have they come to force me into a decision?

But then Ian says, “We’re planning a party.”

I breathe a sigh of relief. “A party? That sounds fantastic.”

I put my shades back on and relax in my lounge chair. A party sounds great. A party means I won’t have to make a decision just yet.

“It’s for you,” Paul says.

I look up at them. “For me? You can’t be serious. I don’t know what that means.”

Evan sits down on my lounge chair and starts to run his large hands over my legs. “We want to make you feel special. We want you to know how obsessed we are with you. And we want you to feel like a princess for a night.”

I look at him, charming as ever. Evan is the only guy I haven’t been with. I hope he’s about to change my luck.

I’ve done nothing but crave for him from the moment we met. And now, with his hands on my legs, I’m starting to feel wetter than ever.

“You mean, you guys think I deserve a party?” I ask timidly.

The idea had caught me off guard. I’ve never had a party thrown in my honor. Plus, I know the kind of parties they hold—and they’reveryexpensive andverydifferent from what I’m used to.

I feel shy, knowing that they want to do this for me. I don’t know how to respond.

Ian sits down on the opposite side of my chair. He stares at me, and I realize that I hunger for him, too. I ache for him, deep down inside.

It’s been a while since Ian and I fucked, but I haven’t forgotten for a second the magical afternoon and evening we spent together. He was the first one to really spoil me, and I’ll never forget that.

“We want you to help us plan it. I think it would be fun to work together and to make the most memorable party happen here. We’ll invite everyone. It will be unforgettable,” he says, looking at me with eyes that are deep and full of passion.

“Really? Okay, that sounds like something I can get on board with. I happen to love planning a good party.” I grin.

“Why don’t we make it a masked ball?” Paul says, pulling up a chair.

“Yes! That would be so hot and sexy. I can totally see you in a good mask,” I say, my eyes lingering on Paul’s muscular body.

He’s the first one I slept with, and I feel like it’s been too long. I’m aching to have him between my legs.

But of course, I don’t say this. He and I have an electrifying connection, and I know we both feel it.

Even when it’s unspoken, we both know that it’s there, that it’s real. And most of all, it’s inescapable.

“So, think about it. We can get anything you want for the party. It’s yours. You can make of it what you will,” Matt says.

I look at him, my most recent fuck. Matt was worth the wait. Ever since that day he kissed me at the library, I’ve been burning for him.

And he definitely made it worth my while, taking me to the Ritz, planning such an amazing evening.

I remember him, the weight of his body dominating mine, and the feel of his oversized cock inside of me…he was definitely memorable.

As I look at him and take in the feeling of being surrounded by these four men—these men I’m starting to really care about—a feeling of nausea hits me.

I think about what I’ve done. I’ve betrayed them.

The memory of me taking a photo of their father’s will haunts me.

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