Even a brat needs love.
To anyone who watches my vlog, I’m the obnoxious know-it-all who breaks video games for a living, but that’s just a persona. There are only two men, guys who have no idea who I am outside of an avatar, who know the real me. I trust them, I’m falling for them, and I’m pretty sure they feel the same.
Except when I meet them in person I realize they’re the programmers for one of the games I’ve trashed the most. Then it’s game over for our relationship before we even leave the load screen.
There’s a fine line between lust and hate, and it isn’t long before the three of us find ourselves in a sexy game of one upmanship built on spite and desire.
If we can’t work our way through our animosity, the delicious ways we get each other off won’t make up for our broken hearts.