I need to have normal, high school sex. And who better to do it with then flirty, beautiful, no-strings-attached Gabriel? Who better to take me to the stars than the one who sings them? It doesn’t matter that Eli’s ocean-eyes haunt my dreams, or I can’t stop thinking of how powerful I felt with Noah’s hard cock rubbing against me at the party. It’s not as if I can have all three of them. I mean, there’s normal high school sex and then there’s… reverse harem. And that may be fun in books, but it doesn’t happen in real life. Does it?
