Melody Webb
?? Friend, picture this: me, minding my Black business… living my hard wig soft life, but as a size twenty baddie with my man who is rich, attentive, and digging out all this HAPPILY.
And then bam, my life is flipped like a Waffle House table when I walk into OUR apartment and see my man tussling with two other men who have his exact face and a bih find out he’s a Triplet and THEY have wolf ears and TAILS!
?? And the reason they’re fighting? Me!
Turns out, for thirty-six months the man who gave me a sob story about being a lonely only child has been triple-teaming my heart… and sneaking from the underworld to my bed with his brothers, and now, they’re literally bloody-faced and bare-knuckle fighting over which one of them gets to “own” me for Christmas Shook?
Yes. Pissed? Absolutely. Intrigued?
…I ain’t gon’ hold you, a lil bit, your honor ?? I go to storm out determined to never see him, or should I say them, again, but these men puppy eyed men drop to their knees literally whimpering and BEGGING me to stay.
Their argument? Now that the secret’s out, why leave when they finally can give me what they’ve always dreamed of.
