he ducked down to kiss me again. "Or is it just about to get all kinds of interesting? It's just a matter of perspective, baby." I'd be lying if I tried to tell anyone my internal voice didn't scream "reverse harem" at the top of its lungs. Except there were two problems there. One, my mental voice sounded a whole lot like Bree. And two, reverse harems required three or more love interests. Archer was not an option.
