Page 82 of Their Perfect Daddy

But as of yesterday, things have changed. Tempest was spotted at the local Food Mart with a big grin and no cast in sight. It looked as if the young star felt leagues better than the last time we saw him on the field.

What was more interesting were the men seen with him. The unnamed gentlemen appeared to be as enamored with Tempest as they were with one another. Given the closeness our young star has to the Bellport family—namely Jake Bellport—we wonder if he’s taking a page from the other man.

Could Tempest be in his own throuple relationship?

For those not in the know, a throuple is a relationship involving three people. They might all date, or in some cases there is exclusivity amongst the partners. It’s all up to the group.

As we said, it’s unknown at this time if Tempest is dating both men, but we wouldn’t be surprised if it were the case. From our view, he’s far happier now than we’ve ever seen him. Then again, they could be roommates. Only time will tell.

Be sure to follow us for more news as this story develops. We’ll be sure to update you on all things Tempest, Bulldogs, and #ThrouplesOfBellport.

Image attached:

Monty Tempest holding the handle of the grocery cart as a tall, long-haired redhead brackets him between his arms. In the cart sits another young man with curly blond locks. All three men are laughing as they move across the lot to their vehicle. Onlookers watch in awe, not quite sure what to make of the trio.

CHAPTER 27

MONTY

Chadwick:MO! How’s it hanging? Up for a party this weekend?

Istare at the screen in my hand, hesitant on how to respond. Part of me wants to say yes. It’s the automatic side of me. The one who finds joy in doing what people expect of me.

But things are different now.

For one, I don’t feel the urge to party like I used to. Having my men around all the time has filled the void of space surrounding me. The idea of having a house full of guests I need to entertain doesn’t even appeal to me.

Another strong reason to resist is because I want to keep said men to myself. The guys would want me to get completely trashed. The idea of it makes me nauseous.

And to top it all off, I feel utterly ridiculous even considering partying when I’m still healing. Past me might have tried, but this current Monty doesn’t even want to attempt it. Why risk hurting myself all over again?

This isn’t even about football anymore. It’s about knowing when enough is enough.

Ever since I decided to stop partying and drinking so much, I’ve felt better. Sure, my leg fucking hurts and PT is a pain, but I’m not doing it while hungover either. I consider it a huge win.

Monty:

Not this time. Still need to rest.

Chadwick:

Bullshit. I saw the article. You’re fine.

I groan as I think about the article featured in theBellport Gazettethis week. Thankfully neither of my men were bothered at being caught so candidly by paparazzi. Danny laughed about it, noting how he wanted to print it out and frame it, while Skye only commented about how happy we all looked.

Part of me didn’t think they’d take it all so easily. Most people would be furious to have their privacy invaded in such a way. I mean, who expects cameras on you when going to the grocery store?

No one who isn’t famous.

Ignoring the frustration I feel about the gossip piece, I respond to Chadwick.

Monty:

I’ll be blunt then. After everything that’s happened, I’ve decided to not go back to my old ways.

Chadwick:

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