1 - Breakfast in Bed
There are worse ways to wake up than to a champagne breakfast in bed served up by three yummy, scantily dressed boyfriends all wishing you a happy birthday.
There probably weren't any better, Gina decided.
It had been a month — four weeks and five days — since that fateful dance concert where she had made a suggestion that she still couldn’t believe had left her fevered brain and issued from her mouth: that the four of them — herself and the three ballet dancers, Jim, Matt, and Sam — should all try a nice summer affair. Together. And they’d agreed.
And it had been wonderful.
The night she’d spent the previous winter with her sort-of in-laws Sean, Andy, and Prior had shaken her world to the core, no doubt, and that first night with her dancer boys had been just as
