Confrontation Of Male Leads

"Darien…" Orion leaned closer as I swallowed nervously.

"No, Darien… Look at me." Cain knits his brows as he tilts my chin towards him.

There was nothing I could possibly do, being cornered by two handsome young men who seemed eager for praise. Definitely what I would call a sight for sore eyes and a cause for squealing while rolling around on the bed kind of moment.

In fact, it was hard to focus when my eyes could only drift between their faces and their sports shirt which was clinging tightly to their chests. I swear my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets from how much I was ogling their chests.

"H-hey, st… You guys, now really isn't…" I stammered as my feet kicked the grass beneath me and my eyes darted to look away from Cain.

"I'm not asking for much, just a light pat on the head." Orion pouts as he suddenly snuggles against me, wrapping his arms loosely around my waist while leaning against my shoulder.