Page 170 of Icing It


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I climb up into the bed between Alexsei and Owen. Cam is on Alexsei’s other side. And we all just…cuddle.

Suddenly I sit up. “Shit, the cupcakes.” I start to climb over Owen, but Cam reaches out and grabs the back of Alexsei’s T-shirt that I'm wearing.

He tugs me back. “Took care of it.” He yawns.

“We threw the icing out, though,” Owen says. “Figured you’d have to start over on that. Sorry.”

I smile into the darkness. I should have known they’d take care of it. “You don’t sound sorry.”

He chuckles and pulls me into his chest. “I’m not. Not one bit.”

“That’s growth,” I tell him. “I would expect you to be out there remaking it for me.”

There’s a beat of silence and then Cam and Owen both chuckle.

“What?” I ask.

“He was going to,” Cam says. “But I stopped him from texting Dani or Elise for the recipe since it’s almost two a.m.”

“These guys don’t have enough powdered sugar anyway,” Owen grumbles.

I don’t know what to say. Or think. Or feel.

I love them all so fucking much.

So I just say that. And add, “You’re my favorite people in the whole world.” I pause. “But if you tell Dani that, I’ll deny it.”

They all chuckle.

“We love you, too, Pixie,” Cam says. Then he yawns.

“I like goddess, better,” Alexsei says, squeezing my leg under the sheets.

“I like calling you baby,” Owen says. “Which do you like best?”

I smile at the dark ceiling. “What do I like you guys calling me best?” I ask.

“Yeah,” Alexsei says.

“Well, that’s easy,” I tell them. “I like you calling me yours.”

Epilogue

OWEN

"Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me." I get out of my truck and stand in front of the cabin, hands on my hips, just staring.

Now I’m really glad Cam and I came up early.

We have groceries, sheets and towels, and some dishes because the last time I was here, the group used a lot of paper plates and plastic utensils. Of course, that group was six guys, and we were only here to fish and drink beer.

This trip is different. A romantic getaway for our girlfriend before the craziness of the hockey season starts. The least we could do was real plates. I also got wine, flowers, and candles.

I even picked up some of Luna's favorite bath essentials, and I'd made a stop to get some of our favorite massage oil and had swiped some cake frosting from her fridge when she hadn't been looking.

Cam had said that he would take care of packing for our girl.

Which even before I saw the tiny bag he’d brought for her, I knew means there will be at least two vibrators, her silky robe, and…not much else.

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