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Cooper sat quietly on the couch as Rory scowled from where he leaned against the doorframe. Clearly, he’d been waiting for me, and judging by his look, he was waiting for a fight.
“You had no right to tell her you were her fathers,” I said, turning to face him.
His eyes darkened, his square jaw clenched. It was exactly what he’d been waiting for. Pushing himself off the doorframe, he walked toward me. Being so big, his footsteps were almost silent. “I had every right. She’s our daughter, Ivy. She deserves to know that, just like we deserved to know when she was born.”
I looked away, my shoulders slumping, all bluster gone because he was right. I was angry for the upheaval, the confusion. I’d been doing things my way all along, being the one in charge, making the important decisions. Alone. Now they show up out of nowhere and stake their claim. Over me, their daughter. It was too much, too fast.
“I know,” I said. And I did. But that didn’t make it any easier, or any less overwhelming. I tried to explain it to them. “I was planning on telling Lily eventually. I just wanted some time to figure out how this will work. You showed up two days ago!” I saw my men exchange a look and hurried on. “I know you want to be a part of her life, but we don’t know what that will look like yet. You’ll be going back to Bridgewater and we’ll be here and…I just don’t want to see her disappointed.”
Rory sighed as he crossed the distance between us. “Sweets, do you really think we could ever walk away from you or Lily? Hell, we weren’t planning on leaving here without you, but now knowing what we do about Lily…there’s no way we’re letting you go. Either of you.”
I shook my head. This was all happening too quickly. I took a step back.
“We’ll stay here in Seattle if that’s what it takes,” Cooper said quietly.
I looked from him to Rory who nodded in agreement.
“No way. I couldn’t ask you to do that. You have a new business and a home of your own and—”
“Then come back with us,” Rory interrupted. He reached out and tucked my hair back behind my ear. It seemed he liked to do that, to touch my hair, to see my face. They’d told me long ago they could see every one of my emotions on my face. Perhaps it was true, because he was looking at me so intently, so deeply. “Bring Lily to Bridgewater.”
I opened my mouth but was too stunned to say anything. What they were asking was ludicrous. “Montana? We have a life here. A good one.”
Rory shrugged as if the issue wasn’t huge. “Then we’ll stay here.”
My eyes widened at his casual promise. Like it was a given they would drop everything and move to Seattle for us.
Cooper spoke up again. “You’ve got to understand that you and Lily are the most important things to us. More important than any business or house. Those are things. We learned in the army that people matter. They’re irreplaceable. We have you. We have a child. Jesus, we have a daughter and we won’t miss a minute more of her.”
“All that matters is that we’re in your lives,” Rory added. “However you’ll have us.”
The last of my energy drained out of me at those words. It was too much, too soon. I had no idea how to respond. I felt like I could sleep for days—I’d been kept up late by their thorough attentions the night before—and maybe then meditate for a year, and after that maybe I’d know what the right thing to do was. But for now, my brain was fried and my heart was filled to the brim with too many emotions to name. “Can we…can we talk about this tomorrow? I’m not saying no,” I clarified. “I need some time.”
Rory’s answering grin was wicked. A look I remembered from high school that had me handing over my panties, and my virginity. “I think we could all use a break right about now.” He reached out and pulled me into his arms. I didn’t resist. I didn’t want to. “Let us help you relax.”
I was already breathless and melting in his arms when he murmured, “What do you say?”
I heard Cooper move behind me, pressing his front against my back. They liked me between them as much as I liked being there. I felt secure, safe. Protected. As if they could block out the world with their large bodies.
What did I say? Yes. Hell, yes.
I might not know what to do about them and Lily, but I knew what we had was spectacular. Special. I couldn’t deny it. I couldn’t argue because I would be lying and they’d know. My orgasms from the night before were proof enough. Rory couldn’t miss my hard nipples pressing into his chest. I wanted them. I ached for them and I couldn’t deny any of us the pleasure we could share.
Cooper said people mattered. Rory and Cooper mattered to me. What was between us—even with how confusing it was—mattered.
I tipped my head toward my bedroom in the back of the house on the main floor. “My room is that way.”
Cooper stepped back and Rory scooped me up into his arms so quickly I let out a little squeal. When he set me on my feet by my bed, Cooper was there to greet me with a kiss that made me forget all about the major life decisions I had yet to face. The heat of it, the feel of his lips on mine made me whimper. When he used that to his advantage and his tongue slipped in to meet mine, I met him with a burst of need. I put my hands on him, slid them down his muscular torso to the bottom of his shirt, pushed it up. Felt the heat of his skin beneath.
Rory’s hands moved beneath the skirt of my sundress I’d changed into earlier in the day. He grunted when he felt my bare butt, then the lacy string of my thong. In one quick move, he tugged them down so they fell to my ankles. I heard his voice in my ear as Cooper’s tongue slid against mine. “I can’t wait, sweets. This is going to be fast, at least the first time. Bend over.”
Oh my. That growled command was enough to make me wet—no, wetter—and I let him and Cooper maneuver me over the bed so I was resting on my forearms, my bare ass in the air. They were quiet and I glanced over my shoulder. Standing side by side, they were looking at my butt. And my pussy. Rory stroked a hand over my hip, then slipped his fingers through my wetness. I arched my back and cried out at the barely-there caress.
“Fuck,” he murmured. “Fast, sweets. We’re going to take you fast.”
I wiggled my hips. “Yes,” I breathed, wanton and eager for them.
