“Yeah, but I didn’t realize it meant that the entire community would watch our every move.” I fluff the pillow behind me with a little more force than necessary.
“It won’t be that bad. I promise,” Ares cajoles.
I still don’t believe him. “Is itreallyjust a party? He said ceremony.” I point in Milo’s direction.
“That’s just what they call it, a declaration ceremony. Think of it like a wedding reception,” Milo explains, and my eyes go wide at the word ‘reception.’
I let out a huff. “You guys better not be lying. If I walk into some… some,” I stammer, trying to find the right words, “some fucking ceremony I will be furious.”
Ollie lets out a low chuckle. I whip the pillowthat was behind me in his direction, he lets out a grunt when it connects with his abdomen.
Ollie gets a gleam in his eyes when he turns to look at me. “That wasn’t very nice, Muenster.”
I tip my chin up in defiance. Quicker than I can blink, Ollie launches himself forward and grabs my foot. He yanks me down the bed so I’m flat on my back and he’s above me. I’m breathless but a smile forms on my lips. There’s no other place I’d rather be. All my guys are home safe.
“You want to have a pillow fight?”Ollie’s hair isloose, hanging down around his face, and I sigh. Reaching up, I trace my fingertip over the crest of his cheek, and when he closes his eyes and leans into my touch, I brush across his long eyelashes. He’s too damn pretty for his own good.
“We need to talk about finding a new place. I don’t mind you guys, but I need sleep, preferably without you three in my bed every night,” Ares mumbles, ignoring Ollie’s threat of a pillow fight.
“You know we’d all end up together anyway,” Ollie tells Ares, before he falls to the mattress next to me with an exaggeratedooaf.
I turn on my side so I can look in Ares’s direction. “Did you not sleep well last night?”
“More like didn’t sleep at all,” Dante answers for him.
“Why didn’t you sleep?” I ask them both.
“I did, he didn’t. He never sleeps unless he’s with you.” Dante points to Ares.
“Idosleep, just not very much,” Ares argues, settling back on the bed, his eyes falling shut when his leg connects with my side.
“You’ve saidthatbefore, is it really that bad?” Moving to my hands and knees, I climb up so I’m between the two brothers at the head of the bed.
“Yes.”
“No.”
Dante and Ares answer at the same time with conflicting responses.
Ares liftsuphis arm, inviting me to cuddle up next to him. “I was used to it, but it seems I’ve grown accustomed to having you next to me, helping me sleep.”
I place my palm on Ares’s chest, under my cheek. “Sleep, we can talk tomorrow.” I place a gentle kiss on his side near his ribs.
“I’m not going to sleep yet,” he mutters, already sounding like he’s halfway there.
“I’ve been checking out some properties on the internet.” Milo holds out his phone, showing a realtor’s website. “I saved a few that look like they might be okay, maybe not forever, but long enough until we can find, or build, what we’re looking for.”
“Oh, let me see.” Ollie reaches over for the phone. Milo moves closer to him and they both focus on the screen.
“Check this one out, I think it’s the best so far.” Milo taps the screen a few times. “It not huge, but it has a few acres for privacy. There’s even a gym.”
“Everything looks good except the master bedroom is on the main floor, and all the others are upstairs,” Ollie mutters, still focused on the phone.
“We could always knock down a wall upstairs, make one big room,” Milo suggests like he’s given the idea some thought.
“I like it, show me the others you have saved.”
“It would be easier on the computer. Let me grab a laptop.” Milo scoots off the end of the bed.
