“You would’ve made me a partner, anyway,” I point out. “Nepotism is alive and well.”
“It’s not nepotism if you’re the best person for the job,” Ansel counters.
I laugh. “That’s exactly what someone committing nepotism would say.”
After dinner, while Mom and Sadie work together in the kitchen, trading family recipes, and Dad shows Jess photos of his garden, the triplets pull me onto the terrace.
The city spreads below us, lights glittering in the darkness. Enzo wraps his arms around me from behind while Breck and Ansel stand on either side of me.
“We have something for you.” Ansel pulls out a small box.
My pulse kicks up, and my eyes widen. “We talked about this. We don’t need to prove to anyone else that we’re committed to each other.”
“Don’t worry. It’s not a ring.” Breck grins. “Gran would kill us if we proposed without her here to witness it.”
I open the box, and inside is a delicate necklace with three interlocking circles in white gold, each engraved with tiny coordinates.
“What are these?”
“The place where each of us knew we were in love with you.” Enzo’s lips brush my temple. “Mine is Montana, where I knew that I wanted to wake up to you every morning.”
“Mine is the server room,” Breck tells me. “During the lockdown. When you trusted me enough to let your guard down, even though you were terrified of what it meant.”
“And mine is the office building where we met you for the interview.” Something shifts in Ansel’s tone. “I wanted you that first day. It just took me a while to stop telling myself why I shouldn’t.”
I blink back tears. “You guys are going to make me cry in front of Jess. She’ll never let me hear the end of it.”
“Then let her tease you.” Enzo turns me around to face him. “We want forever with you, Remy.”
“I know.” I touch the necklace. “I want forever with you. With all of you.”
“Even when Ansel’s being controlling?” Breck asks.
“Even then.”
“Even when I’m difficult?” Enzo’s lips quirk.
“Especially then.”
“Even when I’m annoyingly charming?” Breck’s grin widens.
“That’s the easiest part.”
Ansel fastens the necklace around my neck. The three circles rest against my collarbone, warm from his fingers.
“We should get back inside before Sadie comes looking for us.” I lean up and kiss Ansel, then Breck, then Enzo. “But thank you. For this. For everything.”
“Thank you for trusting us.” Ansel’s thumb runs along my jaw.
“For loving us back,” Enzo adds.
“For making our lives better,” Breck finishes.
Through the glass doors, I can see our family. Sadie is now showing Dad something on her phone. Mom is laughing at whatever Jess is saying. This chaotic, beautiful, unconventional family somehow works.
A year ago, I was alone, broke, and convinced I’d never trust anyone again. Now I’m standing on a terrace with three men who love me, who built a life with me, who made me a partner in every sense of the word.
“Come on.” I tug them toward the door. “Before your grandmother sends out a search party.”
