“No, itis!”I argued. “It’s the same model! The same year! The same everything!”
Setting my hands on the handlebar grips, my eyes roamed the bike lovingly. That’s when my breath caught in my throat.
“Wait…” I gasped. “Is this—”
“The same bike you used to escape the church?” Ripley asked nonchalantly. “Damn straight it is.”
“Took a little while to track down,” shrugged Theo. “But it wasn’tthathard.”
Holy shit. I still couldn’t believe it.
“But… this was a gift from Donovan,” I started, kicking myself as I said the words. “Isn’t that bad luck?”
Theo snorted, derisively.
“Fuck Donovan,” he spat.
“Yeah,” Ripley agreed. “And fuck bad luck.”
I looked hopefully to Colson, who stood just behind them. He crossed his big arms, nodded, and winked.
“We make our luck. Remember?”
My smile returned quickly; bigger and brighter than ever. I sat there in awe and disbelief for a moment longer, then dismounted so I could fling myself into their arms. Oneby one I hugged and kissed them; all over their faces, their cheeks, their warm, pliable lips. I didn’t finish until I’d thanked them all, by drinking my fill of their excited return kisses, playful gropes, and possessive grabs.
“I can’t believe this,” I eventually swore. “You have no idea how happy this makes me!”
“Yes, well,” Theo began sheepishly. “It’s only a fraction of how happy you make us.”
I waited for Ripley to roll his eyes, as he usually did when someone said something too cheesy, or too sweet. To my surprise however, he didn’t.
“When the nerd’s right, he’s right,” he admitted, smiling. “None of us have been happier than this. Ever.”
“Except,” Colson added, his eyes searching for mine. “On the day you agreed to become our wife.”
A tear of joy rolled down my cheek, as I thought back to that incredible day. Only a few months ago we’d been in Santorini, celebrating nothing in particular, watching one of a dozen spectacular sunsets. The boys had pointed to something from our balcony, overlooking the bleached white buildings, capped by their gorgeous blue domes. But no matter how hard I looked at the golden horizon, I couldn’t find what they were pointing to.
It wasn’t until I’d finally turned around, that I found all three of them had dropped to one knee.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t speak.
But the three gorgeous diamond rings they held out before them, said everything.
I’d cried yes the very same second I’d gotten my breath back. And then they’d stolen that breath away again, when theyslid those three golden rings on my one trembling finger.
Marry us.
I couldn’t think of a single thing I wanted more, in the entire world. And although I didn’t know how, or when, or where such a union would take place, I knew one thing for sure:
The four of us were already joined together. Inseparably. Forever.
And in ways nobody could possibly understand.
“Get your pretty little ass in here.”
They’d formed a familiar circle now, arms draped over each other’s shoulders, with Colson and Ripley extending their hands to me. I melted into them, enjoying the warmth and feel of their bodies closing around me. They started kissing me all over again, and this time in places that made me squeal with pleasure… and shiver with arousal.
“Wait! Hang on!”
