Zach’s POV
“Zach, sweetie? Are you okay?” Emma, the girl that was pressed against the wall and peering up at me asked as she twirled her long brown curls around her perfectly manicured fingers. She batted her long lashes up at me and I realized I had completely zoned out.
I stepped away from her, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. This was the second time I hadn’t been able to perform properly in front of another woman. Earlier I was humiliated in front of Stella who was expecting me to rock her world, but I couldn’t even get it up for her and sent her away early.
Now it was about to happen with Emma as well.
Two incredibly hot women were in the palm of my hand, and I was failing miserably.
I had no idea what the f**k was wrong with me.
Actually, that was a lie.
