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“So much like his mom, huh?” Cash says, and Ford chuckles.

My heart clenches, and I stare at them. “That’s what my dad says.”

“Yeah, she was a stress case, but in the best way. We’d always laugh at how ridiculous she could be.”

I find myself smiling at that, my heart fluttering in my chest.

“God, we miss her,” Ford says, and Cash nods.

“I’m sad I never knew her,” I say softly and they both move at the same time, their hands on me, pulling me into them.

“We know, but… shit, we have those pictures still, right?” Cash says, and Ford nods.

“Yes, we do. God, where did I put those?” He moves away from me quickly, and I watch him go before my eyes turn back to Cash.

“Think she’d be pissed at me for fucking you both?” I ask softly, and Cash’s brows meet.

“Honestly, I don’t know.”

That doesn’t sit well with me, and I shift in my chair, my ass still stuffed full from the plug.

“But I know she loved you very much. And so does your dad. I think it might come as a shock to him, but he’ll come around to the idea of the three of us. Because this is more than just fucking, Benjamin.”

I swallow and avert my eyes. I don’t know what this is, just that I feel things when I’m with them both. And it’s not just lust.

No, I feel safe, protected, cherished.

“You’ll see. You’ll see that it’s more.”

I nod just as Ford makes an appearance, a shoebox in his hand.

“Found it. Was in my closet under some quilts my mom made and a mountain of those little towels.”

I smile at that and then hold my breath when he sets the box down in front of me.

“I should scan these into the computer, but for now, here you go.”

I pull the lid off and peer inside. There are hand-written notes and a stack of pictures—a young Ford, Cash, my dad, and my mom—Elaine—smiling at the camera.

“This from when you were in college?” I ask as I look at each picture, my mom posing and laughing.

“You guys had so much fun,” I say, and they each nod.

“Yeah, we did. A blast, and Elaine was so good for your dad. He was far too serious, stoic.”

“A bit like you,” I tell Cash, and he rolls his eyes.

“I’m nothing like your dad.”

“You so are,” I tease, and then look at Ford.

“Why didn’t you two… you know? Did you ever mess around in college?”

“Hell no,” Ford says and then waggles his eyebrows. “You were his sexual awakening.”

I look at Cash and see his cheeks flushed slightly.

“Shut the fuck up, Ford.”

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