Please don’t think I’m trashy. Just because I love two men doesn’t mean I’m trash.
I grew up in a trailer on the wrong side of the tracks, and my childhood was nothing to brag about. So when Brent Larson stepped in, it was like a dream come true. Tall, dominant and assertive, the alpha male was the perfect guardian, moving me into his double-wide.
But the problem was that Jason lived there too.
And I couldn’t help it because Jason was gorgeous and funny, and he charmed my pants off, literally.
So I lost my cherries, front and back … to two different men.
Do you think I’m trashy now?
Or do you think I’m the luckiest girl on Earth?