Three Times The Swoon

I never thought I’d see them again.
Yet here they are, expecting me to pick up where we left off.

Rascal has a wicked smile, and he can charm me into almost anything.
Hank is tall, dark and deliciously mysterious. Yum!
Brad’s broad-shoulders and melting glance is what dreams are made of.

We had a country band when we were teens.
I was the lead singer.
Nothing much came of it, but some of that was my fault.

A recent video of me singing again has inspired them to revitalize our band.
I refuse to join, until they give me one of those can’t-refuse offers.
I’d dated each of them separately during our teen years.
They have different plans for me now, and I’m all in.
We spend our days practicing original melodies and writing new lyrics.
While our nights smolder with the kind of fun that leaves me breathless.

Can we make a success of our band and our crazy-hot relationship this time?
Or are we doomed to crash-and-burn once again?