Too Hard To Choose

Chapter Fifteen-I have been doing so well these last few days.

Violet

I have managed to behave and contain myself the last few days since my day and night spent with Tyson. It hasn’t been easy, especially since they all seem to walk around half-naked all of the time. I won’t lie; I have nearly pounced more than once, but thankfully, I controlled myself, and the guys haven’t tried to push on anything. Yes, there has been some casual flirting, but it hasn’t gone any further.

Though there is a good chance things could change tonight because we were all going out for drinks and possibly clubbing, we haven’t decided on the last one yet. Once I have had a few drinks, the control will perhaps disappear.

“I really need to get laid tonight. It has been too long. We don’t all have s*x on tap from three different people if we wanted it,” she smirks, “So you may need to take the sofa or sleep in with one of the guys if I get lucky,” Alison chuckles as we get ready.

“I don’t have them on tap,” I laugh, “But, yeah, that’s fine, I will sleep on the sofa.”

“Yes, you do. You could go to any of them right now, tell them you are horny, and they would give you exactly what you needed. Come on now, babe, we both know you will not need to sleep on the sofa tonight.” She says.

I could try to protest, but I know she is right, “Probably, but I don’t want to get into that habit, especially when three of them are involved.”

“You only live once, sweetie. But do what feels right and comfortable for you.” She smiles.

“Yes, though, I am curious if Parker is as good at the other two.” I giggle.

“One way to find out. I am sure he would happily oblige. I see the way he lusts after you. He seems a little jealous, too, because the other two have had what he wants.” She replies.

“Trust me, it hasn’t been easy keeping my distance from them. But f*****g two different guys in the space of like twenty-four hours is something I am not used to.”

“No, you are not. I will say that they are all male hoes, but they are good guys. You could be involved with worse.” She says.

“Like my ex,” I reply with a roll of my eyes.

Alison nods in agreement, “Yes, like him.”

The guys have been a great distraction for me. I don’t want to use them only for that purpose, though. We change the topic of conversation and concentrate on getting ready.

“Do you have a dress or something I can borrow? I don’t have much going out clothes.” I ask.

I have clothes, but I want something a little sexier and more appropriate for a night out.

“Probably, check my closet. There are dresses, skirts, shorts and whatever else in there.” She smiles.

I smile and head over to see what she has. Alison has always been more fashionable than me. She has style and the confidence to pull it off. I take my time to go through everything and take out a red dress. It is short, strapless and has a lace back. I am not sure if it is me because it will show a lot of skin, but it is pretty, and I need to at least try it on.

“Do you think this will suit me?” I ask, holding it up.

“Yes. You will look good in it. You suit red. Try it on.” She encourages.

I nod and pull it over my head, standing in front of the full-length mirror. I check it out from all angles. It shows my curves but also makes my boobs and ass look good.

“What do you think? Too much?”

Alison turns to face me, “Damn, you look sexy. I would do you if you were into women. It will go good with the silver heels over there.” She replies.

I giggle, “Thank you.”

I grab the heels she meant and slip them on to complete the outfit.

“You are welcome. You know you are going to drive the guy’s crazy wearing that, right?” she smirks.

“Good. They have been driving me crazy since I moved in. I can use this dress as payback.”

“Nice plan. It will be fun watching them all fall all over you.” She laughs.

“I may need to use it against them,” I smirk.

They are the ones usually teasing me. Tonight can be my turn.

“Please, do. Now, I need to find an outfit.” She says and stands up from the floor.

I finish off my hair while she searches. Alison decided on an old favourite, the little black dress. Tight and short. She looks good in it. The girl looks good in anything.

“Let’s snap some photos and put them on social media and show the asshole what he is missing.” She suggests, referring to my ex.

We snap some photos, and she uploads them straight to f*******: and i********:, tagging me in them. Once done, we make sure we have everything in our bags before heading through to join the guys who are waiting for us. I snatch up my coat on the way. It is too cold outside not to wear one, but I won’t pull it on until we are leaving.

The three guys were on the sofa with a beer. Their attention soon focused behind them when they heard us coming in. We were hard to miss with the heels against the wooden floor.

“f**k, you two look sexy as f**k,” Parker groans.

Alison smirks, “We know.” She replies confidently.

The other guys agree with him. Arlo’s eyes fall on me again, running his eyes over my entire body, and he groans, “Is your plan to torture me tonight, angel?”

“Me? Nope. I would never do such a thing.” I reply innocently and bat my lashes at him.

He chuckles and shakes his head, “I know your plan; don’t act all innocent, gorgeous.”

I shrugged, stole his beer, and took a swig from the bottle.

“It should be an interesting night,” Parker says, his eyes on me and licks his lips.

I smirked and did the same back to him. He groans. Oh, I believe teasing these men is going to be a lot easier than anticipated.

“I can’t wait to watch all three of you lose your s**t tonight over Violet. It will be a fun night for me.” Alison laughs loudly.

“Happily,” Tyson smiles.

Maybe this wasn’t a good idea because the three of them are looking at me like they are starving and ready to pounce on their prey. I smile sweetly at them, not wanting to show I may be regretting it.

“Are we walking or calling an Uber?”

“We are not walking in these heels,” Alison exclaims.

Parker chuckles, “An Uber it is.”

He should be able to get one for five. I really don’t fancy walking to the bar either. I don’t wear heels often. My feet will be killing me in no time. I have a pair of flats in my bag for that purpose. If I need to change my shoes, I will.

“It will be here in ten minutes.” He smiles.

Alison grabs a beer for her and me before we join the guys to drink it until our car arrives. Parker stands and approaches me, crouching in front of me, his hands on my knees.

“Can I help you?” I ask.

“No, I just wanted to tell you how damn good you look in that dress, sweetness.” He winks.

I blush, “Thank you.”

He winks at me, kisses my cheek, and retakes his seat on the sofa. I have a gut feeling Parker will be around me more than the other guys tonight. I don’t mind. I haven’t spent as much time with him as I have with Arlo and Tyson.