Page 118 of The Satin Sash

Her heart did not fit inside her chest, and for a moment she thought she’d burst with emotion. She belonged to two men.Two amazing, stubborn, wonderful men belonged to her. The three of them belonged to one another.To hell with convention—this was awesome!

“Do you like it?” Heath looked so unsure, like a little boy.“Will you wear it?”

With eyes quickly welling up with tears again, she took the plain white gold ring between her fingers and gazed into the black rock. It was like looking into Heath’s eyes, it was so captivating.

Her fingers were sure and steady as she slipped it on her right hand. “Come here, Heathcliff,” she whispered, imitating Grey. She drew him down to her lips and kissed him, and Grey bent his head to join. Their three tongues tangled lazily, their bodies rubbed together, and as Toni felt them get primed to be together again, she breathed, “You’ll both have to wear mine.”