Parker smirks, and I know I’m not getting off that easily. “What about snuggle bear?”
Landon snorts, and I scrunch my nose up. “No.”
“Oh,” Landon says, shifting so he’s braced on his elbow, looking down at me like Parker is. “What about Snookums?”
Parker hums. “I don’t know. That doesn’t seem right, either.”
I can’t help but laugh. “I really don’t need a nickname.”
Parker peers down at me, their bright-blue eyes flashing. “But don’t you feel left out?”
“With you and Landon both in my arms?” I shake my head. “Not a chance, Cotton Candy.”
Landon clicks his tongue. “That was sweet. What about sweetheart, Park? Since he’s such a sweetheart.”
I groan, but Parker laughs. “Yes, I like sweetheart.”
“Lovebug, Cutie, and Sweetheart. The dynamic trio,” Landon says, smiling.
“Fine,” I say. “Sweetheart, it is.”
Clapping, Parker lets out a giddy laugh. “Oh, this is the best day ever.”
“Because you came up with a nickname for me?”
They nod. “Yeah, that. And that I just got fucked six ways to Sunday.”
I glance at Landon when he laughs, finding his cheeks bright red. There’s the shyness I was looking for earlier. So. Fucking. Cute. “That’s one way of putting it, Lovebug.”
“We need to do it again soon,” Parker muses. “With you in the middle.”
Absolute fucking menace. They know exactly what they’re doing.
Landon nearly chokes. “You won’t find me complaining about that.”
With a dramatic sigh, Parker drops back onto me, snuggling against my chest. “Still can’t believe I got stuck with you two dingdongs.”
“Excuse me?” I say, faux outraged. “Stuck with us? You’reluckyto be with us.”
Parker sighs. “Yeah, I really am. It’s all purple and gold and pretty blues, like, all the time now. I’ve never had colors this beautiful before.”
My breath catches in my throat. “Jesus, I love you.”
“That’s gross. But I love you too.”
“That’s sweet. Now I’m feeling left out,” Landon says, but it’s easy to tell he’s joking.
I can’t let that stand, though, so I tap Parker’s back, and when they sit up, I tackle Landon to the bed and start peppering his face and throat with sloppy, loud kisses. “You know I love you, Cutie.”
Something nudges my side, and then Parker is squeezing their way into the kiss pile. “And you know I do too.”
Landon laughs, trying to squirm away from us. “And you know I love you both. So much.”
Epilogue
Landon—1 year later
“What are they doing?”
