**Maia**
I probably shouldn’t have stayed with him last night. He was trying to tempt me all night to do something more with him than just sleeping, but I refused him. Things needed to stay strictly PG between all of us until I figured out what I was going to do. Obviously, I knew at one point I would have to decide between them. I was practically up all night, staring at the ceiling in his bedroom. There would be no way that Enzo and Marcel would ever get along long enough for me to have them both. It was selfish of me, but I wanted that. I wanted them both. Who even thinks something like that? It was just that they were so different, and each of them consumed me in their own way.
