Page 60 of Room Thirty: Perfect Little Doll

I didn’t trust myself to speak.

I felt like a kid on Christmas morning waiting to see his gift. I stared up at the dark sky in awe and gratitude. Sometimes, I still couldn’t believe that this was my life.Our life.

That Serena had accepted us as we came and actually loved us enough to build a life together. She had taken a risk, and I knew when people found out she had three husbands, some didn’t get it. Coco and her had lost clients due to our unconventional relationship, but she had never let it bother her.

From the outside, Carey, Ronan, and I might seem like the kind of men who stopped at nothing when they had something in mind. But when Serena had taken a chance on us by gifting us an opportunity to win her heart, she had done so wholeheartedly.

The sky shimmered with stars glowing above our heads, and I saw a star rush across the sky so fast and beautiful my brain took a moment to process it.

“Did you see that?” Ronan asked, and I swallowed.

“Fuck, that was cool. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a shooting star,” Carey shared.

“Me neither.” I shook my head.

“Should we make a wish or something?” Ronan asked. The three of us didn’t say anything.

Just then, Serena walked out, and my breath caught in my throat. She was fucking beautiful. She looked like a goddess. Her curves on display in the sheer dress, her dark nipples stood out beneath the see-through material.

“I don’t think there is anything else I could ever wish for,” I muttered. And the two men at my sides, my brothers from another mother, business partners, and best friends agreed with a grunt.

Oh yeah, we had nothing more we could wish for.

Everything from that moment on for the rest of our lives was nothing but sprinkles of a beautiful sundae full of life and love.

All thanks to our perfect little doll.