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.
Trent dares me.
His brothers devise a scheme to get back at my ex.
A dare that involves us turning up at the end of year 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, a chiseled jaw, and makes me laugh with his cheeky smile and dimples. Oh those dimples have 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 simple, until faking became so hard that I found myself not pretending anymore. Leaving me worried that my heart will be bruised not just one more time, but three times.
Author's Note: This was previously called Triple Dare.
