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He kisses me, though it is much shorter and more chaste than I know either of us would like.

Still, my parents are looking on.

“Get going,” my mother says, sounding a little choked up. “Even if Kane is fine, I’m sure he wants the three of you there with him.”

“He definitely does,” Dash says, taking my hand. “He especially wants to see you.”

And I need to see him. “We’ll talk soon,” I say to my parents. “I love you so much.”

“We love you too,” my mom says, her smile bright and genuine.

“Take care of our girl,” my dad says to the guys.

“She will never want for anything,” Benjamin promises.

“We love her so, so much,” Dash says.

“Well, of course you do,” my mother says, smiling at me. “She’s extraordinary.”

And with my heart full and my eyes a little watery, I am bundled into one boyfriend’s SUV and cuddled up in the backseat with another boyfriend as we head home to see my other boyfriend, knowing everything is now, finally, completely going to be okay.

CHAPTER 26

KANE

Three words from Abby are better than all of the drugs they gave me at the hospital.

“I’m really horny.”

She’s sitting next to me in the back of the SUV, plastered against my side, tucked inside my jacket, her hands up underneath my sweatshirt, as if she can’t get close enough or touch enough of me.

I’m, of course, completely fine with this. The more of her that is against me, the better I feel.

But those three words make every single ache and pain instantly disappear.

I look down at her. “Are you now?”

She’s looking up at me with wide eyes. “I really am.” She nods. “I was so worried about you. And being away from you and not being able to be with Benjamin and Dash while we were all worried, made it so much worse. I just need to be with you. I want to be naked with you, be pressed up against you, feel you and know you’re okay.” She glances toward the front seat where Benjamin is driving, and Dash is in the passenger seat. “All of you.”

I lift a hand and stroke it over her soft hair. “You know that we can arrange that.”

She’s not horny exactly. She needs to be made love to. And to make love to us in return. And that’s fucking amazing. She needs to connect with us. Feel how much we all love each other.

We all need that.

And I am very happy to prove to her that I’m fine in whatever way she needs me to.

Her hands continue to stroke up over my stomach and chest, and by the time we get to the house, I am definitely horny. I’m sporting a rock-hard erection, and I need my girl naked and spread out.

“Do you guys want something to eat? Tea? Cocoa?” Benjamin asks, leading us into the house.

“Guys—” I start.

“I want to go to bed,” Abby says, shrugging out of her jacket and tossing it over the nearest chair. She bends and unlaces her boots, toeing them off and kicking them to the side.

Benjamin nods. “Yes, it’s been a long day. Do you⁠—”

Again, she cuts him off. “With all of you. I need all of us to be together.”