As we walked back to our cabin, my hands in both of my men’s, I felt complete. I had them. I had this community. I had a place where I belonged.
“How was your night?” I asked.
“Boring,” Majesty said. “Until we got the call. How was yours?”
“Perfect. Until the baby arrived. Then it was perfect and terrifying.” I laughed. “I made friends. Real friends.”
“Good,” Lex said, squeezing my hand. “You deserve that.”
Back in our room, they helped me undress, washed my face for me, tucked me into bed between them.
“I love this,” I murmured, already half asleep. “I love us.”
“We love us too,” Majesty whispered against my hair. “Now sleep. Tomorrow we start exploring everything we negotiated.”
I smiled and let sleep take me, safe between the two men who’d become my entire world.
And somewhere with her parents cuddling her, a new had begun.
Just like mine had, when I’d decided to take a chance on these men.
Chapter Nineteen
Cami
I woke to soft kisses being pressed along my shoulder. Not Majesty’s style. These were controlled and evenly spaced out perfectly. Lex.
“Wake up, beautiful,” he murmured against my skin.
I turned over to find him already dressed in jeans and a polo, his dark hair still damp from a shower. “What time is it?”
“Eight. Majesty left early to handle some Ranch business. Which means you and I have the entire day together.”
That woke me up fully. “The whole day?”
“The whole day.” He pressed a kiss to my lips. “Get dressed. Comfortable clothes. We’re starting with breakfast.”
Twenty minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom in leggings and a soft sweater to find Lex waiting patiently, scrolling through his phone.
“Ready?” he asked, standing and offering his hand.
“Where are we going?”
“The cafe in the lodge. We already know they have fabulous sandwiches but according to Majesty, they also serve the best breakfast in Montana.”
We walked hand in hand across the grounds. The morning air was crisp and cool, and I could see my breath. It seemed like winter couldn’t seem to decide if it wanted to be gentle or frigid this year. The cafe was a charming space with large windows and outdoor seating. Inside smelled like coffee and bacon and freshly baked bread. My stomach growled immediately.
“Starving?” Lex asked with a smile.
“Always.”
We settled into a booth by the window, and a cheerful woman named Julie appeared with coffee almost immediately.
“What can I get you folks?” she asked.
Lex ordered without looking at the menu. “Biscuits and gravy, sausage, bacon, eggs over easy, and maple oatmeal on the side.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Hungry?”
