The warmth in their words fills the spaces inside me that I didn’t realize were still empty. I let out a soft laugh, the tension I’d been holding onto since we arrived finally melting away.
“You two really know how to ruin a perfectly good emotional moment,” I tease, though my voice betrays just how much their reassurance means to me.
“Ruin?” Jaxon arches a brow, feigning offense. “We just made it better, sweetheart. Admit it.”
“Fine,” I say with a grin, looking between them. “You win. As usual.”
“Damn right,” Jasper murmurs, leaning in to press a soft kiss to my temple.
Across the room, King cradles his tiny daughter, his face a mix of awe and pride. The sight makes my chest tighten in the best way, and I glance back at my two men.
“I do want kids,” I say quietly, almost surprising myself with the suddenness of the admission. “With you.”
Their expressions shift, softening into something I can only describe as reverence.
“Then we’ll have them, Pet,” Jasper says, his voice steady.
“Whenever you’re ready,” Jaxon adds, his fingers brushing over mine. “And until then, we’ll just practice.”
“Jaxon!” I laugh, swatting at him, but the warmth in his grin is infectious.
The chaos of the room hums around us, laughter, teasing, the occasional cry from the newest member of the family, but in this moment, all I feel is peace.
With them.
With all of them.
And as Jaxon and Jasper each take one of my hands, their touches grounding me like always, I know for certain that whatever comes next, I’m ready.
Because this..this is where I’m meant to be.
I lean back in my seat, letting the sound of their voices blend with the soft cries of King’s newborn daughter. The moment feels like a snapshot of everything I never knew I wanted. A chaotic, loud, imperfect family full of love and promise.
Jaxon squeezes my hand, pulling me from my thoughts. His green eyes hold mine, the warmth in his gaze a steady anchor. “You’re quiet, sweetheart. What’s on your mind?”
I glance between him and Jasper, the two men who’ve claimed my heart and refused to let go. “Just thinking,” I say softly.
Jasper tilts his head, studying me with that familiar intensity that always leaves me feeling seen. “About?”
“About how this,” I gesture around the room, “feels like home. Like it’s everything I’ve ever been searching for but didn’t know how to name.”
Jaxon’s lips curl into a slow smile, and Jasper leans closer, brushing a strand of hair from my face.
“This is home,” Jasper murmurs, his voice low and certain. “You’re ours, Pet. And we’re yours.”
I swallow the lump in my throat, overwhelmed by the truth of his words.
Across the room, King laughs as his daughter lets out a tiny wail, his joy spilling into the space like sunlight. Maddy reaches for her husband’s hand, her tired smile radiant as she watches him with their baby from the wheelchair she was pushed out in.
The echoes of their laughter and quiet coos fill the room, blending with the emotions swirling in my chest. It’s as if the world has stilled, leaving only this moment. A promise of the life we’re building together.
Jaxon leans closer, his voice a low rumble against my ear. “Echoes of desires, sweetheart. That’s what this is. Every want, every need, finally finding its place. And this? It’s just the beginning.”
My heart swells, a soft laugh escaping me as I look at them, these two men who have given me so much more than I ever dared to hope for. “Echoes of desires,” I repeat, the words tasting like a promise on my tongue.
Jasper grins, his hand squeezing mine gently. “And every echo leads back to us, Pet. Always.”
With them by my side and the love we’ve built wrapped around us, I know that no matter what lies ahead, we’ll face it together.
And that’s everything I’ll ever need.
The End