That was how it always was when one of them was planning a surprise for the others.
“I’m not marryingallof you,” Nolan said. “Finn asked first.”
Oscar sighed a long-suffering sigh. “I can’t believe you picked him over me,” he said.
“Orme,” Ezra added. “Geez.”
“I can believe you picked Finn,” Ryan piped up. “He’s hot, I get it.”
Oscar mock-glared at him, as if they weren’t disgustingly in love and only a few months out from their own wedding. December was creeping up on all of them, the wedding planned for the week before Christmas.
“I love all of you,” Nolan said, laughing. His cheeks hurt from grinning, but he didn’t evenwantto stop.
This was way better than this time last year.
“But I’m still marrying Finn,” he added, squeezing Finn’s hand and turning his attention fully to him.
Nolan had his family around him and the love of his life asking to keep him forever.
He couldn’t have imagined a happier ending.
