Two men. Two women. Two couples. Too many secrets.
Axel
I can have any woman I want, except for the one who has broken my heart more than once.
Jameson
When I fall, I fall hard. The woman I yearn for can't be mine, and if even she could be, she would never accept my secret.
Shondra
Big girls don't find love easy and it takes a special man to handle what I dish out. Too bad my soulmate hates the sight of me.
Vegas
Love has alluded me for so long, until one night, I meet the perfect stranger who turns everything around. Trouble is, he's taken.
A story filled with humor, heartbreak and angst, follow these characters on a journey to discover if love can really be everlasting.

Paying For It

/"Axel, you’d better get up or they’ll leave without you./" Jameson yawned, his long arms stretching over the covers.

It’s too damn early. Why the hell did I schedule us to leave for the conference at early as-fuck dawn?

/"You have no right to sound tired, Jameson Thijssen,/" I rasped in his general direction.

/"I’m not tired,/" he said, yawning again. /"I had plenty of sleep./"

Our Harvard house party had just gotten interesting when Jameson pussied out and headed up to our room. When I came in at the break of dawn, he was sound asleep. His phone, with no notifications on the screen, lay by his ear. He probably wanted a quiet place to talk to that she-devil, Shelia.

I mirrored his yawn and stretched, cracking my neck and arms. /"And why did you leave the party, anyway? Was it to call your girlfriend?/"

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