Aurora.Blake: The.American are you trying to say you are a real man? You think you could show these ladies a thing or two about what to look for?
I answer a few more comments before he responds.
The.American: Aurora.Blake I don’t know about all of these ladies, but I sure can show you a good time. Name the date and place and I’ll be there. ??
My heart races as it always does when one of them flirts with me. For a second, I let myself consider doing as he said, but he wouldn’t show up. It would be embarrassing. So instead, I stick with my normal response. Sass.
Aurora.Blake: The.American how kind of you to offer. I think my ladies deserve more though. I challenge you to post a video this week telling these ladies the male perspective on this specific situation.
The situation being the question sent in to me for this week’s discussion. A woman who wished to remain anonymous has been dating a guy for a few months, but she feels like he’s not that into her. He only hangs out when he wants to and often cancels plans because something better comes up. She really likes him but doesn’t know what to do. That’s what led to me discussing a woman’s worth.
My phone pings with a response.
The.American: Aurora.Blake challenge accepted. Don’t be mad when I make you fall madly in love with me.
I snort, but before I can respond, Holland steals my phone from my hand.
“Bedtime. Now.”
I sigh, “Fine. I’m going to bed.”
I hold my hand out for my phone. She hesitates before she places it in my hand. I give her a hug and kiss on the cheek before I make my way to my room. Before I settle down to go to sleep, I type out a quick response.
Aurora.Blake: The.American in your dreams.
Immediately, he responds.
The.American: Aurora.Blake every single night.??
* * *
“Why are we doing this again?” Santi asks as he sets up the office with the cameras.
“Aurora challenged me, and by extension, all of us. So we are going to go live and show her how real men handle shit,” I inform him.
Ezra snorts. “You’re letting her get under your skin, man.”
“Sure, like you aren’t equally obsessed with the woman,” Liam snarks from the other end of the room.
Ezra glares at him. “She’s beautiful, I’ll give you that, but she’s a wild card. She’s probably only using us for the followers she gains every time she tags us in a comment.”
“I would believe that if we weren’t the ones commenting first,” Santi pipes in.
That only makes Ezra glare harder.
I wish I knew why Ezra was so dead set against the girl. I’ve been wanting to invite her to one of our parties for years. Hell, all of us have. He resists though. One thing we all agree on is that any invites to our parties must be a unanimous decision.
“Maybe give the girl a break. It’s not like she’s showing up randomly at places we are. She’s not a stalker,” Liam adds in.
“You don’t know anything about her. You only know what she puts online. She looks like a sweet innocent girl, but what if she’s really a vapid ladder climber looking to poke holes in the condom to land herself a big whale?” He gives us each a pointed look.
Santi laughs. “The only reason you are resistant at all is because you want her, but you are such an asshole to her that you know she’s more than likely to choose one of us instead.”
“I don’t want her,” he huffs but then continues. “Even if I did, you can’t say that you haven’t thought about it. What if she decides she wants Drake or Liam over you? Are you telling me that wouldn’t ruin this dynamic we have?” He looks over at Liam and then at me. “And you two, you have your own dynamic to consider. I assume any female you introduce between you two would need to want you both, otherwise jealousy would ruin what you have. Are you seriously saying you are willing to risk that? Our entire family?”
Santi considers his words a moment before he nods. “So what you’re saying is that if she wants one of us, she has to take us all. We are a package deal.”
“Wait. What? I didn’t say that.” Ezra throws his hands up.