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When I wake up, I don’t even have to move an inch to know that she isn’t here. A swell of anger and disappointment swirls in my chest.
“Motherfucker,” I mutter, flipping onto my back and throwing an arm over my face.
“It’s too fucking early,” Romeo grumbles, rolling onto his side and burying his face in the pillow.
I swallow down the thick knot of betrayal that works its way from my chest and into my throat, silently cursing myself for being stupid enough to think that she’d stay. She’s fucking incapable of committing to anyone. I guess given her history I should accept that, but I can’t. Because she’s so fucking right for us. She belongs with us. To us.
I roll out of bed with a groan and pull on a pair of sweats before heading to the kitchen. I need some fucking coffee. Maybe even more than I thought because I’m sure I can smell the rich chocolatey aroma drifting down the hallway. I follow it like a bloodhound scenting its prey.
I walk into the living room, and there she is, sitting cross-legged on the floor with a dozen pieces of paper scattered around her, all of them covered in lines and lines of dark ink. Her eyebrows pinch together as she furiously scribbles on the notebook in her lap.
She didn’t run. A sigh full of relief and something damn near close to euphoria leaves my chest. She continues writing but looks up at me when I clear my throat, her eyes bright and shining like a kid’s on Christmas morning. “Hey,” she says softly, her lush bottom lip caught between her teeth.
I sink to the floor beside her and pick up a piece of paper, giving it only a cursory glance before my eyes are drawn back to her beautiful face. “What are you doing?”
She sets the notebook on the floor beside her. “Making plans.” She presses her lips together and blinks at me. My little vixen is nervous.
“For?”
Her slender throat works as she swallows. “The shelter. My future.”
“Your future, Trouble?” I tilt my head to one side, unable to stop my eyes from wandering over her sinfully delicious body. “Or ours?”
She sucks in a stuttered breath, her eyelashes fluttering over her cheeks. “What if it is ours, Ace?”
I smile at her, my heart doubling in size as she waits for my reply, because I know for sure that I’m one of the few lucky people in this world who gets to see her like this—vulnerable and unsure. Real and raw. “It better fucking be ours, sweetheart.”
Her lips widen in a smile. “It is.”
Without giving her time to overthink this, I pick her up and pull her onto my lap. Her squawk of protest dies on her lips as soon as I wrap her in my arms and bury my face in her hair. “I fucking love you, Keres. It’s only ever ours from now on. You know that, don’t you? You, me, and Romeo.”
She sinks against my chest, burrowing into me like she finally realizes this is exactly where she belongs. “You love me?”
A laugh bubbles out of me. “Don’t pretend like you didn’t already know that, sweetheart.”
“I didn’t.”
I pull back her hair and press my face against the sweet-smelling skin of her neck. Fuck, I want her. “Well, now you know. And don’t ever fucking forget it.”
“You’re it for us, Fuck-up,” Romeo says sleepily as he drops to his knees beside us and runs a hand through his hair. He laces his fingers with hers, then lifts her hand to his mouth and sinks his teeth into her knuckles, making our girl moan. Then he mouths the words love you, and she practically purrs in my arms.
“I…” She takes a deep breath. “I love you both too.”
Romeo flashes her a dopey grin and winks at her. “Yeah, we know.”
I slip my hand between her thighs and trail my fingertips over her warm, silky skin. “Still good to hear you say it though.”
Her dark brown eyes flicker between mine and Romeo’s. “It’s kind of amazing to hear you both say it too.”
Pressing my lips against her ear, I bite her earlobe, tugging gently before releasing. “Yeah?” My fingers skate higher. Our little vixen isn’t wearing panties. “You know I came in here looking for coffee, but…” I drag my pointer finger along her wet center. “Now I’m thinking I should have you instead.”
She snakes one arm around my neck. “I need to finish my planning first.”
Romeo’s hand joins mine at the apex of Keres’s thighs. A groan that sounds full of longing and appreciation rolls out of his throat before his finger connects with mine, and together we each slide one inside her. “Shouldn’t go wandering around with no panties on then, Fuck-up.”
“I—” She gasps as we inch deeper. “I needed a drink and then I saw the notepad and I had so many—oh, fuck.”
“Had so many oh fucks?” Romeo teases.
