Nathan Lockwood casually wiped his hands with a towel.
'If this doesn't work, we could just start our relationships over again. Then she probably wouldn't feel so guilty,' he thought.
'One by one, in the original order, we'll each court her all over again.'
He didn't want to watch others be intimate with her during his own allotted time.
When it was his time, she should only be intimate with him.
Four people. A year could be divided into three exclusive months for each of them.
The sunlight was a bit dazzling. Nathan Lockwood looked up at it, thinking this arrangement was a good one.
Then, he looked at Zoe Pierce's swaying ponytail. As long as they still held a place in her heart, his plan had a ninety-five percent chance of success.
The gamble now was on her heart.
'Is her heart as hard as a rock, or is it soft and full of love for us?'
His leather boots crunched on the soil covered by fallen leaves. Nathan Lockwood continued to scout ahead; the answer seemed easy to find.
