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Tris shoved his hands in his pockets, balling them up so his knuckles pressed against the denim. “Well? Well?”

Randy frowned and gave up waiting for someone to clue him in. He placed one knee on the bed and leaned over her shoulder to see what was in the box.

His eyes nearly bugged out of his head. “You gave her a whole bunch of rings, man? That’s not how you do it. You’re supposed to pick one. Even I know that.”

“Dumbass, they’re not all for her. They’re for us too.” Jerkily, Tris reached down and plucked out one of the white gold sturdier bands. Which on closer inspection looked way too big for Juliet’s delicate fingers. “Here.”

Randy frowned. “That’s for me?” All at once, he understood, and he grinned. “Oh. That’s awesome. Really?”

“You are both the most completely clueless people on the planet. Here I thought I was doing something thoughtful, and yes, so fucking romantic I figured I’d immediately get lifetime bragging rights and possibly a blow job. Instead, you both stare at me like I’d presented you with fast food.”

Juliet started to laugh, so hard that she rolled over on her side, still clutching the box. “Only to you is fast food horrifying, Eves.”

After a moment, she sobered and sat up, wiping her eyes. “Maybe you should explain what exactly these are.”

“They’re promise rings. Commitment rings. One for each of us to wear. To show we’re fucking committed to each other.”

“Hmm.” Still holding his ring, Randy dropped down on the bed beside Jules. “That sounds kind of serious.”

“You’re living in my apartment, aren’t you? Sleeping in my bed every night, eating my food.”

“Sucking your dick,” Juliet said slyly.

But Tristan was not mollified. “That too.”

“Still, this seems rather intense.” Randy turned the ring to the light. “Carved white gold. This must’ve set you back a bit.”

“Look at hers.”

Randy obliged him, taking the box from Jules. Inside was an infinity band, also in white gold, with a diamond in each of the loops. “They stand for us. The two diamonds,” he said softly.

“Yeah.” Tristan started to snatch back the box. “Look, if it’s too soon, and you guys aren’t ready, no big deal. We’ll talk about it another time.”

“Hold it.” Juliet grabbed Tris’s hand. “I want my ring, you jackass. Don’t you dare take it back.”

Instantly, Tris’s face transformed. His eyes softened as he stared down at her. “You do? For real?”

“I so do.” She held out her hand. “Put it on me, please.,”

He complied, slipping it onto her finger. It fit perfectly, or at least she didn’t complain.

Judging from her grin, she wouldn’t be complaining again for a while.

“God, it’s so beautiful. Thank you. I love it. Now do him.”

Tris lifted a brow. “Excuse me?”

“Put his ring on him properly. You gotta have some ceremony to it.”

Tris heaved out a breath and took back the ring from Randy before shoving it on his finger as fast as humanly possible. Another perfect fit. The dude paid attention.

“Okay?” he challenged Randy, almost asking for an argument.

“Absolutely okay.” Swallowing hard, Randy pulled the other ring out of Juliet’s box and did the same to Tris, who frowned the whole time.

It was almost cute, if he was in the habit of finding men attractive. And he was not. But if he was, Tris definitely qualified.

“Okay?” Randy asked his best friend.

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