Page 94 of Who We Love


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Tristan clears his throat and drops to one knee. When he opens his fist not one, but two rings appear on the palm of his hand.

“In front of our future house, I want to ask you both to marry me. To be my companion, to share your lives, your challenges, and your successes.”

It’s hard to see him with all the tears rolling down my cheeks. My heart blooms, my soul is lighter, and I know this is exactly how my life is supposed to be, with these two men.

“I want you to be the parents of my children, the light in my darkness, and my eternal companions. Matt, Thea, I know this is unorthodox and maybe it’ll never be legal, but I’d like to bond my heart to yours and spend the rest of our lives together.”

“I love you,” Matt mumbles, while those blue watery eyes stare at the rings.

“So?” Tristan asks, expectantly.

“Yes,” I answer. “A million times yes.” I hug him, and Matt joins us in that hug. I think we’re all crying and kissing and hugging.

After the love fest outside, we finally walk through the majestic formal entry. From where I stand, I can see the opulent windows that look at the backyard, the lake, and the cloudy sky.

The polished hardwood floors shine, making the white walls seem even brighter. The first fireplace is to the left of the room, where Matt plans to set the piano.

“This is perfect.” I twirl a couple of times before we continue. “We have ten extra bedrooms for the Colthurst clan. This is going to be so much fun. Dad can stay with us when he’s in town.”

“Joy. Arthur staying at our house.” Matt’s eyes are half-mast.

“He’s not that bad,” Tristan claims.

Dad’s amazing, and I’d love it if he’d stay here when he comes to visit me.

“Shall we continue?” Coop asks, taking my hand and then Mattie’s.

The master bedroom is on the main floor and has four rooms, including a sunroom. For now, I’m ogling the clean interiors and wondering what kind of furniture will mesh our styles.

We enter the gourmet kitchen that includes an Indian tandoori oven—in case it rains, we can barbecue. The kitchen island has a bookcase on the side, plus the stove. The breakfast bar is long enough to seat at least six. Behind it is the breakfast nook that faces the lake. The pond is only feet away from the house. Christmas is going to be so much fun.

“I read your interview inToday’s Entertainment,” Matt says out of the blue.

Shit. I forgot about that stupid article. AWhere Are They Now?segment aboutSophie Knows It All.

“Want to talk about it, Miss Levitz?”

I stop walking, giving him all my attention.

“You denied being attached to one of the Decker triplets—the single one. You’re mine.” The last word is muffled against my lips.

I angle my head to look at him better. “Have your people send an amendment if you like. Former Hollywood tramp dates the bad boy of the Decker Trio and his boyfriend.” I can’t help but laugh at how stupid that sounds, and how false it is.

Tristan laughs. “I thought you agreed to be my fiancée—” he looks at Matt. “Both of you.”

“If you two are serious.” He pulls out his phone. “Hug Thea, Coop.”

He does as Matt tells him, then he puts his chin on Matt’s shoulder.

“Smile.” As we do, he clicks a selfie of the three of us. “I’ll send it to my people so they can share it. MJ Decker isoff the market.”

Coop rolls his eyes.

Matt releases us, giving us a serious look. “Shall I press share?”

“If you’re ready,” Coop says.

Matt taps his phone several times. “Shared.” He places his phone back inside his pocket.

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