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Tristan embraced me from behind and pressed a kiss to the back of my neck. “Your words are beautiful, Romeo. You werehurting back then. I hate that you were. Do you still feel that pain?”

I shook my head. “You two have healed me in ways I didn’t know was possible. You accept me for who I am and don’t criticize or judge me. Now I know I was waiting for you to come into my life.”

Dash sniffled beside me and brushed his own tears away. “God, angel, you could bring a grown man to his knees with this.”

Lifting my head, I looked into his love-filled eyes. “You said they could be songs.”

He nodded. “They could be. These are really good. And you have more like this?” He held up my journal.

“A lot. It was a way to express myself and get the anxiety out when nothing else worked.”

“You don’t have to show them to us or anyone else for that matter, but if you ever want to dip your toe into songwriting, I think you have a lot of great lines in here.”

After seeing my grandmother in the nursing home, I thought about what my future held, and the way I could support myself and the ones I loved. Dash made a shit ton of money making music that could live on forever, giving him more earnings. Tristan worked for Jordan, making more than he had in the past, but was that what he wanted to do for years to come?

The three of us were young and there was so much of our lives left. Not only did I want to make sure we were set for our futures, but I wanted to go on adventures with them. Travel the world as Dash toured with his band. Hell, I could buy us a bus like they had so we could go with them.

My eyes widened. “That’s it.”

“What?” Tristan asked.

“I’ll dance when Dash isn’t on tour. When he is, we’ll go with him.” I turned and said, “If you want to, Tris.” He nodded andsmiled. “Dash, I’ll write songs for you or give you the ones I have in here as a base for you to work with. I’ll buy us a bus of our own that we can outfit for our needs. We’ll tour with you, be together, and I’ll still be able to contribute.”

Tristan rested his chin on my shoulder. “What will I do?”

“Dress the band,” I said. “You enjoy helping Jordan with his clothes. Granted, he’s way moodier than the guys will be. But they all have signature looks. Dash has said they pick out their own stuff, but you could help give them more choices. Meet with designers. Hell, you could design your own line.”

“Whoa,” Tristan leaned back. “I don’t have the qualifications for that.”

Dash ran his fingers along Tristan’s cheek. “You could go to school if it’s something you’re passionate about. Do it online from the road. The sky’s the limit, for both of you. I’m proof of what can happen when you chase your dreams.”

Tristan got this wistful look on his face. “I could go to school.”

“You could,” I told him. “Anything you want. It doesn’t have to be fashion. Find something you love and work toward making it a reality.”

“I love both of you.”

“We’re a sure thing, baby,” Dash said and pressed a kiss to Tristan’s mouth. When Dash went to lean back, Tristan gripped the back of his neck and pulled him in for more.

Dash hummed against Tristan’s lips. “I like where this is going.”

“Do I get a taste?” I asked.

“Hell yeah, angel. Get in here.”

I put one arm around each of them and leaned in so the three of us could kiss at the same time. It probably wasn’t much to look at but when our tongues met and tasted each other, I was in my own personal heaven.

I also wanted a whole lot more.

I pushed toward them, so they leaned back, taking me with them. Sprawling on top of them, their hands went to me and mine went to them. This was just the start of our future. A glorious, beautiful start.

Dash was right. The sky really was our limit. We could do whatever we wanted, including spend our lives together.

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TRISTAN

Waking up with one of my lovers’ mouths on my dick was the best way to greet the day. Beneath the sheet, I felt around until I realized it was Dash who was sucking my dick deep into his mouth.

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