Hank
By the time I felt Jack’s place, my heart was hammering in my chest and I felt like I was on fire. I had kissed Jack. And I hadn’t just liked it, I had loved it. The electricity between us had been undeniable, and I couldn’t stop thinking about the feel of his lips on mine. I couldn’t quite wrap my head around it as I tried to figure out what had changed. I had admitted that I hadn’t truly given Jack a chance, because I knew he wasn’t my type. And honestly, he still wasn’t my type, but the connection had been undeniable. The passion and desire had been overwhelming, but it didn’t bother me. I wasn’t going to dissect it by overthinking it. This is what we were meant to do. The three of us. And as I drove to work, my hands were shaking as I gripped the steering wheel. My mind kept repl
