I glare as Maddox’s expression morphs into one of a golden retriever. “All what?”
Zander gives him a droll expression in return. “Well, I was going to tease you about taking my cum like a good boy, but now I’ll just focus on your squirting wife instead.”
He gasps and throws the soapy rag at us both. It forces a giggle out of me. “Rude!”
I voice my two main concerns. “What about Kali?”
Zander blinks in confusion. Almost like it’s rocket science. “Kali loves you both more than anything. She’ll think it’s a party all day, every day. And when it’s time for that talk, then we’ll talk.”
I gnaw on my bottom lip. “And Ashley?”
Zander’s smile is sad. “I think that if Ashley were a ghost in front of us right now… she would tell me to stop being a mopey, emo-boy fuck and focus on my happiness now. She would tell me to do what I want instead of living in the past. And this is what that would mean. Us. All of us.”
Maddox steps closer, all joking left aside for a second. He presses his lips to mine, his tongue swiping at my bottom lip, before he moves over to kiss Zander in the exact same manner. “Then this is what we’re doing.”
I smile and nod. “Okay.”
Zander mimics me. “Okay.”
Maddox smiles too before turning to leave the shower. “Finish washing her hair so we can fucking cuddle. Too much serious talk when naked. And tell Ashley to stop staring at my ass!”
My mouth drops open in shock before a loud laugh spills out.
“Pssssstttt!”a voice whispers in my ear, forcing a groan out of me. Heat surrounds me from the boys, and I struggle to sit up from the weight of both of their arms.
The sound happens again. “PSSSTTT!”
I crack an eyelid open and squint against the harsh light spilling out from the curtains in Zander’s room, only to come face to face with Kali, peaking over Zander’s shoulder with a manic smile. “Did you and Uncle Mads have a sleepover with Daddy?!”
My mouth drops open as a blush spreads over my face, and I move to grip the bed sheets closer to me so she doesn’t see anything. It’s made even worse when Zander’s mother walks in the room. “Kali, honey, let him slee—oh my God, I’m so sorry!”
Kali laughs. “What? They’re just having a sleepover!”
I face-palm as Zander’s mother nearly runs out of the room with a giggling Kali on her heels.
Zander’s voice speaks next, rough with sleep, as he rolls to get up. I huff, not even knowing he was awake. “You two have now ruined the term Daddy for me. Thanks a lot. Don’t you dare touch Santa Claus.”
EPILOGUE
ZANDER
“Happy birthday, dear Kali… happy birthday to you.” I place a kiss on the top of my newly seven-year-old daughter’s head, and continue, “And many, many more years, but now you and Marley will have to put Maddox and me in the nursing home.”
Everyone laughs at my antics, but it’s the truth. If I don’t get to grow old as long as possible with my man, I don’t want to get old.
Marley leans into Kali’s ear and whispers at a level I can hear from her other side, “We’ll have all kinds of parties here, but we’ll make sure to visit the old men in the nursing home.” Kali giggles and finally blows her candles out, and yet again, it’s another birthday party of my daughter’s where I have tears lining my eyes. But this year it’s not out of sadness and loss.
Instead, it’s happiness and joy.
I have my two best friends right by my side. They just moved in with us a couple of months ago.
I was expecting the worst, because who can have this much good in their life without hiccups? But there hasn’t been even a singular one. So I guess I’ll just call myself a lucky bastard at this point.
I still qualify as unlucky with the whole losing my wife and mother of my child, but we’re moving past that and making strides.
We’ll never forget, but I know Ashley would’ve wanted Kali and me happy and healthy, and with Maddox and Marley by our sides, that’s exactly what we’ve been.
My parents were beyond relieved when they found out we were giving this throuple thing a go—well, after my mom got over the shock of seeing all three of us in the bed a year ago. They worried so much about me before, and I’m sure they still do, but my parents have always loved Marley and Maddox. The support that never faltered from my parents and the two loves of my life have been some of the best experiences I could ever ask for.
