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“All right. All right,” he grouses, then focuses his attention on me again, turning serious. “We love you. You’re perfect and the best thing that’s ever happened to us. With this ring, we pronounce that you’re our wife. I’m going to kiss the bride—while I fuck you, of course.” He leans in. “Since Josh is reaming your pretty little ass, he’ll have to wait until he can reach your lips.”
Together, Marcus and Josh slide the ring on my finger in a silent moment full of gravity. Then, with a dirty little wink, Marcus slants his lips over mine. I can’t decide whether to dissolve into laughter, tears of joy, or sheer pleasure. But one thing is sure; they will always keep me on my toes, my body well satisfied, and my heart nearly bursting with bliss.
When he finally lifts his head and stares at me while they both slowly penetrate me and light me on fire, I hear Josh in my ear. “What do you say, sweetheart?”
I murmur the only thing I can, now that they’ve captured me—body and soul. “I do.”
EPILOGUE
Hilo, Hawaii
Three years later
Kate
“Look what we accomplished, sweetheart.” Josh stands behind me, staring at the Hilo Aloha Paradise Hotel—a joint venture between Force Financial and our service-based investor group.
“We create amazing things together.” I smile over my shoulder at him.
“You’re right—and not just the resort. This place is amazing, but I’m always in awe of our family. Damn, I miss the kids.”
I sigh. “Me, too.”
“Same.” Marcus sidles up beside us and takes my hand. “You okay, baby girl?”
Smiling softly his way, I squeeze his fingers. “Fine. Just a long flight.”
Thankfully, no one at Force Financial bats an eye at our relationship. Not that I would care if they did. I know how important it is to my husbands that we’re completely honest and open about our unconventional marriage. Frankly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love them too much to hide how I truly feel about them from anyone.
My dad and my sister have come to adore and respect my two men in a way they never did Derrick. They attended our quickie Vegas wedding shortly after our trip to Hawaii. I’m officially married to Josh—though that’s a mere detail. I belong to them both. My family was also instrumental in helping the three of us organize our small, simple commitment ceremony, which took place a month later and included both Josh’s and Marcus’s families, too. They happily welcomed our son, Jackson, when he was born exactly forty weeks after our first trip to Hilo. They were equally excited when we had a daughter, Lia, two years later. Our kids are the light of our lives…and this is the first time we’ve been away from them since becoming parents. I miss them terribly, but our corporate getaway gives us the opportunity for a short second honeymoon. We’re taking it.
I have plans.
“When I look at this hotel, I’m amazed,” I admit wistfully.
“You should be proud.” Marcus smiles. “It’s exactly like your sketch. It’s stunning.”
“Yeah.” Honestly, I couldn’t be more thrilled. I’ve seen video during various phases of construction and been heavily involved in its completion, but this is the first time any of us will see the finished product in person. I can’t wait.
“Ribbon cutting in five minutes,” Savannah Force, six months pregnant with her and Chad’s second child, shouts as she circles around the group of Force Financial’s executives who have come to see our first property.
My tummy knots anxiously. I’ve obsessed over every detail of this place and felt incredibly guilty that I could never be here in person to oversee the project as the old structure was bulldozed and the new one took its place. My second pregnancy was a bit complicated and precluded me from traveling, but my right hand, Nathan, has ensured everything went off without a hitch. He got promoted for his Herculean efforts, too. I miss him on my team, but I know he’ll be brilliant in his new role…as soon as he hires some staff.
On the phone a few feet away, Nathan spots the three of us and meanders closer, speaking to whomever is on the other end of the line. “Yes, I’m sure.”
I hear the faint pushback of a man’s crisp argument through the device, though not the exact words.
“I didn’t ask for your opinion, and I don’t care if you think she’s not qualified. Hire Isabella Shay.”
Another argument on the other end. Apparently, Nathan’s caller doesn’t understand that my former teammate is ruthless enough to win pretty much every argument he starts. The HR rep he’s talking to will likely end up conceding soon.
Josh sends me a questioning stare, brow raised. I shrug. No, I don’t know Isabella Shay or why he’s so intent on hiring her…but her name sounds familiar. Has he talked about her before?
“According to Chad, I have complete control over my hiring decisions,” Nathan snaps. “Unless you want to take this matter up with him, I’d like Ms. Shay’s employment offer in my inbox by the time I wake up tomorrow morning.”
Then he hangs up and pockets his phone, his smile smug. He only looks like that when he knows he’s going to win.
Maleko Keona, the local jeweler who made my rings, approaches Josh and Marcus and introduces his grandmother. I give them a polite hello, welcome them to the property, then wander over to Nathan.
