Her Three Best Friends

Her Three Best Friends SEALED WITH THREE KISSES: BOOK ONE MOLLY EDEN Her Three Best Friends: Sealed with Three Kisses Book One Text Copyright © 2023 by Molly Eden All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events or locales is entirely coincidental. First printing, 2023 Publisher Molly Eden [email protected] MollyEdenAuthor.com Cover art by: miblart Contents Molly Eden Books 1. Olivia 2. Olivia 3. Noah 4. Jacob 5. Olivia 6. Noah 7. Olivia 8. Jacob 9. Noah 10. Austin 11. Jacob 12. Olivia 13. Noah 14. Jacob 15. Austin 16. Austin 17. Olivia 18. Jacob 19. Noah 20. Olivia 21. Jacob 22. Austin 23. Jacob 24. Olivia 25. Noah 26. Austin 27. Noah 28. Jacob 29. Austin 30. Noah Epilogue Molly Eden Books Other Reverse Harem/ Why Choose Romances You’ll Love Molly Eden Books To keep up with all of my new releases, visit my website and sign up for my mailing list: MollyEdenAuthor.com The newsletter features information on upcoming books and special offers. CHAPTER 1 Olivia Usually, the gym where I worked was my happy place. I loved being able to teach and work out at the same time, and seeing my regular students hit their goals was truly satisfying. But today, I just wanted to be back in bed, dead to the world. It was supposed to be my day off, and I had so many plans. I was going to go to the farmer’s market, work on my business plan for the vegan protein powder company I’d dreamed of creating, and just take a break from teaching spin and yoga five days a week. I’d been pushing myself lately. As much as I loved being active, I needed breaks, too. But my friend and coworker Gracie was sick, so I was filling in for her private yoga class. She’d do the same for me in a heartbeat. Ugh. I just wished this had happened on a day when I didn’t need just a few more hours of sleep. Whatever. It was just a session. I’d be able to go back home before I knew it. I went into one of the small, private yoga rooms that Gracie had prepared for my student. Gracie had mentioned that the student was a bit of a snob, but I was used to that. Most of my students were great, but every once in a while, I had to deal with one who fit every stereotype of a wealthy, bitchy woman. I wasn’t thrilled, but it was either taking over for my coworker, or the gym getting some awful review because her lesson had to be rescheduled. Word of mouth was a big deal, especially in South Beach. I laid out two mats and a few blocks, then started on my own warm-up. I discovered yoga when I was a teenager, totally by accident. Someone taught a one-off class in the park where I used to hang out with my best friends, Noah, Jacob, and Austin. I took the class, fell in love, and got a receptionist job at the studio where that teacher was from. Now, here I was all these years later. By the time I finished loosening up, I had one minute before our session started. Too bad the student wasn’t as punctual. I waited and waited, until finally, she strolled in fifteen minutes late, looking at her phone and barely acknowledging me. She looked exactly like I thought she would: not a hair out of place, decked out in expensive athleisure. She looked super fit, but that didn’t translate to how she was moving. Everything she did was at half speed, from her sauntering in, to her toeing off her shoes. “Hi! I’m Olivia,” I said after an uncomfortable pause. “I’m filling in for Gracie. You must be Blaire?” “Oh. Hi. Yeah.” She looked up from her phone for a moment before tucking it back into her purse. She handled it like it was made of glass, once again sucking away precious seconds of my life. “Yoga.” “Yep!” I slapped on a smile, as much as I wanted to roll my eyes. I walked Blaire through a few warm-up poses, then got to the series that Gracie had outlined for me to teach. Blaire had clearly been practicing for a while. In most circumstances, I would have been excited to see someone pushing themselves, but Blaire was dragging me down. Did she want to be here or not? Every single pose came with a sigh or a look that said, ugh, seriously? Finally, we finished with child’s pose. “So that’s everything for today,” I said, standing up. “Gracie will be back for your next session.” “Okay.” Blaire grabbed her purse and phone and left without another word or look. Lovely. I wasn’t expecting her to go from child’s pose to bowing and thanking me profusely. But even looking at me or acknowledging me on her way out would have been nice, considering how late she was. I let out a long breath and started cleaning up. I had to report back to Gracie, then I could get back to my day off. I didn’t need for this woman to throw me off for another second. I hadn’t taken a rest in the sauna in a long time, so I wanted to do that before I left. I was excited to rest, period. My boyfriend Clark and I had a trip to the Caribbean coming up, so we’d have plenty of time to escape and decompress together. He’d been so busy lately, and he needed the break, too. He worked for his dad’s