Nathan Lockwood casually wiped his hands with a towel.
'If all else fails, we could just start dating all over again. She probably wouldn't feel so guilty then.'
'One by one, in the original order, we'll all date her again.'
'He didn't want to watch the others being intimate with her when it was supposed to be his time.'
'When it was his time, she should be intimate only with him.'
'Four guys, twelve months... that's three exclusive months for each of us.'
The sunlight was a little blinding. Nathan Lockwood glanced up and thought the arrangement was perfect.
He then looked at Zoe Pierce's swinging ponytail. 'As long as there's still a place for us in her heart, this plan has a ninety-five percent chance of success.'
'The only gamble now is her heart.'
'Is her heart as hard as a rock, or is it soft and still full of love for us?'
His leather boots crunched on the leaf-covered ground as Nathan Lockwood continued to forge ahead. The answer, it seemed, was simple.
