lightly cups a breast before pressing a kiss to my forehead. I sigh again, content, and think over my blissful life: I’m in a long-term relationship with two of the best men the world has to offer; I have a beautiful daughter; I’m starting an exciting new business with my best friend; and I have a healthy, loving relationship with my dad.
Truly, what more could I ask for? With that thought, I drift asleep with a smile on my face, thankful for what the world has brought me. With Reese and Ryan, my life is complete, and I can’t wait for tomorrow to come.
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THE END
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Sneak Peek: My Fiance’s Twin Brothers
Natasha
My fiancé cheated on me with my best friend, but I got back at him … by sleeping with his twin brothers!
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I scroll through Instagram as last night’s dinner heats up in the microwave. A perk of living alone is that I can make food once or twice and be set for the whole week.
Sometimes, I get sick of the same food every day, but it saves money. Besides, living alone in NYC is expensive. I can’t be spending ridiculous amounts on food when most of my paycheck goes to rent.
The ring on my finger catches the light and I squint at the small diamond before sighing heavily. A heavy weight descends on my shoulders and my entire body wilts a bit.
This is ridiculous. I should feel lucky to be with my fiancé, Galen. We met at a fashion show, and it was a dream come true. I couldn’t believe he looked my way because I’m a curvy girl with unruly hair and more than a few extra pounds, while Galen is literally a male model with six pack abs, cheekbones that could cut steel, and a long, lanky stride that commands the runway. The friends I was with that day are far more attractive than I am, yet somehow, I’m the one who caught Galen’s attention. It was a miracle.
My shoulders slump again. A picture of the two of us stares at me from the side of my fridge and I stare at it morosely. It was taken at the top of the Empire State Building, where Galen took me on one of our first dates. We look so ridiculous together, with him being tall and thin, and me short and curvaceous. He’s almost twice my height come to think of it. Maybe that’s why I’m uneasy about our relationship. There’s something off about us, and maybe it’s our height difference.
I scold myself. I shouldn’t be so shallow. It’s not our height. It’s something else, although what that something is remains a mystery to me.
The microwave beeps and I pull out my leftover chicken and rice. As I head for the couch in my small studio apartment, I force myself to be grateful for my fiancé. He’s one of the best things in my life right now. So why am I feeling so weird about the relationship lately?
After all, once we’re married, I’ll be able to leave this humble apartment and move somewhere bigger and fancier. My job at Coquetterie, a clothing store, doesn’t pay a ton, but Galen makes enough as a male model to support us. That’s saying something because being a male model isn’t like being a female model. The ladies can rake in seven figures per year, but a lot of the guys have to scrimp and make-do. So the fact that my fiancé is highly sought after in his industry is a good sign.
Then again, I hope Galen doesn’t expect me to quit my job. I love fashion, so working at Coquetterie is a great opportunity. I’d rather be a designer than a salesperson, but this is the first step towards making that dream come true. Everyone has to pay their dues to make it to the top, and I’m not afraid of getting my hands dirty.
Surely, Galen wouldn’t make me quit. He’s not like that, right? I’ll have to take time off when we eventually decide to have kids, but we’re not in any hurry to do that. For now, we’re enjoying just being together and exploring the city. We’ll want to settle into married life before any other major life