Nash sits up slightly, looking down at me with an expression that's suddenly serious despite the post-sex haze.
"Fuck yeah, it's okay." He says it with such conviction, such absolute certainty, that something tight in my chest loosens slightly. "The contract is about you creating content and us helping you build your brand. It doesn't say shit about what we can or can't do together in private."
He reaches down and scoops me up like I weigh nothing—which I definitely don't—pulling me against his chest as he stands from the bed. I squeak in surprise, automatically wrapping my arms around his neck, the cashmere sweater barely covering anything important.
Across the room, Theo is already heading toward the bathroom, peeling off his boxers as he walks. The sight of his ass—muscular and perfect—makes my mouth water despite being thoroughly satisfied moments ago.
"If you need us," Theo calls over his shoulder, stepping into the bathroom and starting the shower, "you simply say the word.That's it. No second-guessing, no wondering if it's allowed. You want one of us? You tell us. You want all of us? You tell us that too."
The sound of water hitting tile fills the room, steam beginning to drift from the bathroom. Nash carries me toward it, his arms secure and steady around me, making me feel safe in a way I haven't felt in years.
But I need to know.
Need to understand the full picture before I let myself get too comfortable,too attached,too hopeful that this might be more than temporary.
"If you...if you need me..." I stumble over the words, my voice barely audible over the shower. "Will you come to me? Not just me coming to you when I need help or relief or whatever, but...both ways?"
Nash pauses in the doorway to the bathroom, and I feel Theo's eyes on us from inside the shower.
They exchange a look over my head—something passes between them that I can't quite read, some silent Alpha communication that makes my stomach flutter with nervous anticipation.
Then they both look at me.
"Yeah," Nash says simply, his voice rough with something that might be emotion. "We will."
"You're our Omega," Theo adds from the shower, water cascading down his muscular body in ways that should be illegal. "Even if it's just for six weeks based on paper. Even if you decide after Christmas that this isn't what you want. Right now, in this moment? You're ours. And that means we take care of you. All of you. Including the parts that need us at four in the morning because you had a wet dream."
Nash steps into the bathroom fully, the steam wrapping around us like a warm blanket.
"That means when we need you…when we're having a shit day, or we can't sleep, or we just want to be near you…we'll come find you. No games. No rules about who can approach who first. Just...pack."
Pack.
The word settles into my chest like a key finding its lock, clicking into place with a rightness that makes my eyes sting with sudden tears.
I've been so scared of getting this wrong, of crossing invisible boundaries, of being too much or not enough. But maybe...maybe with them, I can just be me.
The messy, enthusiastic, loud, emotional, chaotic me that Kael tried so hard to suppress
Maybe with them, being me is enough.
"Okay," I whisper, burying my face in Nash's neck to hide the tears that threaten to spill. "Okay. Thank you."
He kisses the top of my head, his arms tightening around me briefly before he steps into the shower spray with me still in his arms. The hot water cascades over both of us, soaking my sweater immediately, and I laugh despite the tears—breathless and happy and completely overwhelmed in the best possible way.
Theo reaches for me, pulling me from Nash's arms into his own, and then I'm sandwiched between them under the spray. Both Alphas surrounding me, touching me gently now instead of sexually, just...holding me.
Taking care of me.
This is what I've been missing my whole life.
CHAPTER 30
Somebody Important
~REVERIE~
Itransition smoothly from downward dog into a low lunge, feeling the deep, satisfying stretch through my hip flexors and inner thighs as the instructor's calm, measured voice guides me through my wireless headphones.
