“I talked to my sister,” Asher admits quietly.
“You did?” My eyes widen in shock.
“Yeah, turns out you were right.” He laughs lightly, and I’m thankful for the distraction of his confession.
I smile. “I usually am.”
He squeezes my hand. “Turns out we have more in common than I realized. And she didn’t know about me.”
“If she did, you have to know she would have been in your life sooner.”
“I know,” he admits, looking over at me with a small smile. “I also told my coach back at Uncaged I want to stay in Denver.”
I freeze, afraid if I make too sudden of a movement that’ll change what he just told me. “R-really?”
“Yeah, I have something pretty important here I don’t want to leave.” He looks at me, and I can’t muffle my smile even if I tried.
I want to tell him I love him right now, because I do. I fucking love this man. But I want to tell them both because it’s not justAsher and me. And it’s not just Grayson and me. It’s all three of us. Which is exactly how it should be.
Grayson’s house isn’t far from mine, and as we pull up, I already feel myself relaxing. I hate that my house won’t be a safe place for me anymore, but having these two with me will help.
My door is opened as soon as we stop, and Grayson is there pulling me out, holding me against him while we walk inside and Asher follows closely behind us. Once we’re inside, I feel better not being in the space of the worst thing that’s ever happened to me.
Grayson spins me in his arms, cupping my face to force my eyes up to his. Without an ounce of hesitation, he opens his mouth and confesses easily, “I love you, Sunshine.”
He doesn’t even let me respond because his lips land on mine in a kiss that shows truly how much he means it. Like he’s repeating over and over how much he loves me with his mouth on mine.
I feel Asher get closer to my back, his hands resting on my waist, gripping me, and then gently pulling me closer to him as well. I break my kiss to turn toward him. Standing between the two of them, towering over me and surrounding me like this, has me feeling like I’m invincible. Nothing could possibly ever happen to me again, not when they’re here.
“I never expected you to be as important to me as you became. I may not always be good at the feelings and shit, but I…” Asher hesitates and I see how difficult it is for him to say anything more.
“I love you,” I tell him, hoping that if he hears me say it it’ll help. But he doesn’t even need to say it to me for me to know. I turn toward Grayson again. “And I love you. I know this may not be what you expected for us.”
Gray chuckles. “Not exactly, but I don’t mind it.”
“Me either. Wheeler is away for games a lot. I get you to myself more,” Asher jokes, earning a glare from Grayson.
“I’m going to make sure we don’t go to playoffs just so I can get to the off season sooner,” Grayson deadpans.
I whirl around toward him so quick it has my head throbbing. “You better not.”
“I’m just kidding.” He smiles. “Maybe.”
I shake my head at him. “I’m not having the Dragons ending up with a losing streak all because of me.”
“Come on, good girl, you need to lay down,” Asher insists, pulling me into him and walking me over to the couch.
“In a bed,” Grayson corrects, leading us toward his bedroom.
All I can do is follow; they have me sit on the edge and start removing my clothes. I raise my arms up for the shirt, and my hips for my pants. They aren’t touching me in any way that could be sexual, but I wish they would.
I want to forget tonight, and I want to feel them. I want them to erase everything that isn’t them. I want them to replace the worst day of my life with better memories I can have instead.
When Grayson moves to pull one of his shirts over my head, I stop him with my hand on his stomach, pushing his shirt up, revealing his toned stomach, leaning forward and running my lips along his waistband and onto his abs.
“What’re you doing, Sunshine?”
“Touching you,” I murmur.
