Page 222 of Just Wait

Unfortunately for me, she cups my dick, and it jolts against her palm. An awkward bark of laughter spills from my lips as she huffs.

“You are incorrigible, Malcolm,” she mutters, sliding two fingers into my pocket. “But alas, I love you anyway. You’re so lucky you’re pretty.”

I snort. “All I heard is that you love me and think I’m pretty.”

“I really do love the hell out of all three of you. Cup your hand. I’m not risking you dropping this sucker.” Her hand moves up and down. “It’s got some serious weight to it.”

She keeps her eyes on mine as she places the ring on my palm. I’m sure it’s traditional to have it in a jewelry box, but we aren’t a normal pack. Also, there was no hope of shoving a ring box into my pocket.

“You know we like to show off how much we enjoy spoiling you,” Kincaid says, grabbing Riser’s shoulder and moving him to stand by my side.

Lumen has her back to the audience, but that’s better. We’re the ones in the public eye.

“Are you guys going to ask me, or…” She quirks an eyebrow, and the three of us take a knee. The floor is hard, and I’m not exactly graceful on my landing. I fall against K, who luckily keeps me upright. “Wow, you guys are a mess.” The wide smile that overtakes her face is at odds with her words. “Come on, gentlemen. You’re leaving the audience in suspense.”

“Life has been so much better with you in it,” Riser says, clearing his throat. “There was more, but I got nervous and forgot my speech.”

“Aww.” Lumen dips her face, kissing his cheek. “Anyone else want to try?”

“You wear my collar,” Kincaid says, smirking. “Now I want you to wear my ring on your finger.”

I snort, bringing my hand to swipe over my face. “Holy shit. We are so bad at this. We love you, baby doll. Marry us?”

Lumen laughs, nodding. “I will. Now show me that rock.” She holds out her hand, and I shove the ring onto her finger.

“There are three of us, so we got a three-stone engagement ring.” I grin. “The middle⁠—”

Kincaid slaps a hand over my mouth. “Contrary to what Mal believes, the bigger stone in the middle isn’t for him.”

“Aww, come on, guys. Let him live in the fantasy,” Lumen says, twisting her fingers from side to side.

“Did she say yes?” someone from the audience calls out.

“Fuck, we really do suck at this,” Riser mutters, laughing.

Kincaid pops up, grabs Lumen, turns her toward the audience, and yells, “She said yes!”

The fans lose it as Riser and I hit our feet.

I find my parents, giving them a thumbs-up.

Well, that might not have gone exactly according to plan, but normal is boring anyway.

Epilogue

Kincaid

Another Year Later

“Now, this one is my favorite,” I say to Lumen as the realtor holds the door open to the third house we’ll be viewing today. “But I don’t want to let that influence your decision.”

“The pictures are epic,” Mal says, rubbing his hands together. “I have a feeling we’re all going to fall in love with this one.”

“It’s the most expensive by about eighty grand, but it’s also a whole lot more house,” Riser chimes in as he studies the paperwork the realtor gave us. “Don’t let that impact your opinion, it’s still well below the top of our budget.”

“That’s because you guys finally stopped being cavemen and let me chip in,” Lumen says, laughing.

I growl, pulling her into my chest. “That’s only because you threatened to buy your own house if we didn’t let you.”