“You will be ours. Our wife.”
She twists her fingers nervously on her lap as she shakes her head.
“Nice words but it’s illegal. It’d be no more real than my first marriage.”
Killian’s voice rumbles through his chest, echoing how all three of us feel.
“Killer, do not call that a fucking marriage again. That was abuse. Nothing more. And what we have with you—it’s fucking different. So cut it out before I take you over my knee and spank you so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.”
I’m not sure it has the effect he intended as she grins and her cheeks blush.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time, Kill.”
I shake my head at both of them as he feigns anger, narrowing his gaze at her.
“Anyway,” she says, “it’s still illegal to marry three men.”
Carter grabs her and pulls her onto his lap. Wrapping his arms around her stomach he kisses her neck.
“Yes, Little Heathen, it is. What’s not illegal is marrying one of us in a legal ceremony and then marrying the other two in a private ceremony.”
She glances over her shoulder at him, her voice strained with raw emotion.
“You’re serious? You’d want to marry me? All three of you?”
The shock on her face is nearly comical. I can’t imagine any man not wanting to marry her.
“Yes, baby.” Kill says and Carter clarifies, “This is not a proposal, so don’t answer. It has to be done right, and this isn’t the way.”
We’ve already discussed this among the three of us, and we know where and how we want to propose. We will wait until her entire family is gone. We all agreed because we don’t want to risk tainting her happiness with those fuckers. It should be a good memory that she cherishes. We won’t allow Jedediah to ruin it by being alive. There’s a knock at the door and I answer it as Milo hands me three bags of food. After closing the door, I set the food on the table as they all come over. Taking a minute, I watch as she sits between Killian and Carter. Heather is all smiles as they dote on her, making sure she has everything she needs. This is my family. I never knew it wasn’t complete.
Until her.
Like a puzzle with one missing piece, she completes us. I never imagined myself as a married man. Now, that's all I can see. A future with her.
“Knox? Are you coming?”
I walk over to her with a smirk on my face and sit across from her.
She points her fork at me.
“No sex jokes.”
I take my container of food and open it up.
“I’m just trying to eat my dinner. Stop talking about sex.”
Killian echoes me, “Yeah, Killer. Let us eat. Get your mind out of the gutter.”
She glances at Carter and points her fork at him, too.
“Don’t start. I’ll stab you.”
He holds a bite in front of his face and shakes his head.
“Always with the violence.”
Tonight could be dangerous, but I will lay down my life before I let anything happen to any one of these people in this room.
