McKAY

I wasn’t the one who broke her but I played my part.

She came to us when she was ten. I raised her. I loved her. I taught her how to survive in a world of evil men. But it wasn’t enough.

ADAM

I wasn’t the one who saved her but I did my best.

She needed me as much as I needed her. Bought and paid for on the auction block. But not for the reasons you think. She was my weapon.

DONOVAN

I wasn’t the one who lied to her but I hid her truth. She was broken before I got there. Wild and angry. Defiant and bratty. But she trusted me most. She loved me best.

So I set her free.

Indie Anna Accorsi is a woman lost in her past.

A pretty little nightmare.

A gorgeous piece of misery.

A mess of lovely darkness.

She is creeping beautiful.

And now we want her back.

If I had to choose between them, I would die. There is just no way I could only choose one.

I need them all.

I don’t even care if that’s selfish. I want them all.

And if I thought I could have Nathan St. James, then I would take him too. I would keep all four of them because they are each different, and unique, and give me something I can’t get from anyone else.

Every single way they fill me up has been written in this journal. So if it’s not clear by now, there is nothing left to be said. There are simply no words to describe my need.

But I am afraid that you will see this and you won’t understand. And I don’t care if you are Nathan, or McKay, or Adam, or Donovan. I need you to understand.

How many other ways are there to describe Nathan St. James? He is my boy-next-door. He is my best friend. He is the firefly catcher, and the treehouse builder, and the swamp charmer.

Oh, I know what Adam would say. He was running around on you back in high school. And I get it. If Nathan loved me best, he would be more careful with my heart. He’d be like McKay.

McKay is so very, very careful with me. McKay is my soul. He is my trainer. He is the bubble-bath maker, and the hair washer, and the nightmare chaser.

But McKay will never admit that he has always loved me. That I am his first, and only, one true love.

So I have Donovan. Donovan is careful too. He is my mind reader. My note taker. He is the light in the dark, he is the filler of holes, he is the voice in my head that keeps me calm during all the stormy nights of insanity.

But he’s part time we all know it. He will never take me to LA with him. And I wouldn’t want to go. This is my home. Right here. This is where I want to be.

And that’s where Adam comes in. Adam. My owner. My knight. My protector. He is my partner in crime. The fixer of mistakes, the leader of us all, the untouchable one.

He is like a mean old dog who will bite anyone who tries to touch him. Everyone who gets too close.

Everyone but me.

He lets me get close. He lets me touch him all over.

But will he share?

Will any of them share?

Only if I make them.

So this is how I made them…