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“Leaving early?”
My eyes snap up at Carson’s voice and I run into his arms without thinking. He catches me and I wrap my legs around him as he lifts me. Tears run as I bury my face into his neck. He holds me tighter, rubbing a hand up and down my back.
“It’s okay, Jen.”
I shake my head, clinging to him. “I shouldn’t have come. It was horrible.”
“I tried to get here earlier. Oliver called me and said he had an emergency with one of his players. Neither of us wanted you to be left alone,” he says, and I want to melt from their concern. “Ready to go home?”
Nodding, I slide down his body and give him a soft smile.
“I’ll take her car home,” Nick says, and I startle from his sudden appearance. He hands over my phone and pulls me into a hug. “Proud of you, Sis.”
I snort. “Proud of the threesome I blasted for everyone to see?”
“First of all, Keegan’s dick? My god. Second of all, I’m proud that you did whatever the fuck you wanted. Some would say you should always be the bigger person, and leave the situation with grace. But that’s bullshit. Set the path on fire and burn everyone in your way,” my brother says.
Carson pulls me back into his chest. “And that’s the last time his dick will be mentioned in her presence.”
I roll my eyes, swatting at his arm that curls around my waist. “Don’t get all possessive now. I was just starting to like you.”
Nick laughs. “Go home, Jen. Block our family from your phone and take some time to yourself.”
I exhale a long breath. “Thanks for staying by my side. I don’t know what I would have done without you or Natalie.”
“Probably would have lost more of your mind than you already have.”
Flipping him off, I turn to face Carson. He smiles down at me. “How do you feel about spending another night in my bed?” I ask.
“Like the luckiest man alive.”
Letting go
Seven months later
“Nothing says ‘I’m sorry you spawned the son of Satan’ like a cute teddy bear,” Oliver says, picking up a light blue plushie and showing it to me.
I take it, put it back on the shelf and roll my eyes. He grabs my waist, pulling me into his chest and presses a kiss to my temple.
“Hey…” Carson grumbles behind us.
I glance at him over my shoulder with a smile. “Hey yourself. I told you I don’t care about PDA.”
A month ago, we decided to give this a go between the three of us. Carson travels frequently for his work, which leaves me at home with Oliver. It seems to work perfectly because the days that Carson comes and hogs all my time, Oliver steps back with a sly smile and no jealousy present in his eyes. The only issue is how to display our relationship in public.
Carson thinks it is better for most people to perceive that I am only with Oliver. But that makes me feel like Carson is my dirty secret. He’s concerned about how I will be treated if people find out I’m in a relationship with two men, especially after my stunt at the wedding.
While the look on Jared’s face as the sex tape rolled was priceless and worth it in my heart; my reputation at a social level plummeted. It's like I became a pariah overnight, the town’s Jezebel. As the months passed, I've found joy in the peace and quiet of being left alone.
But the closer we get to my sister’s due date, the more the tears I caused at her wedding weigh heavily in my heart. I still don’t want any kind of relationship with her, but my nephew is innocent. Nick told me that the baby is healthy.
I stop in front of a large wooden box. It’s painted white with tiny blue flowers speckled all over it. It has multiple tiny drawers that can be pulled out and the lid is hinged shut.
“Says it’s a keepsake vault,” Carson explains, turning over the information card on the shelf.
Running a finger over the smooth finish, I pull it closer to me. I will miss the majority of his life, but at least this can be a place to store his memories. “I think I want to get this.”
“You don’t have to get anything,” Oliver says, his hand squeezing my waist in solidarity.
