“Always,” Nash said, his voice coming out rough and low. “Lib and me getting married won’t change that. It won’t change us. This.” Silently, Grayson raised his glass all the way up. One by one, the others did the same. “What happens in the tree house…,” Grayson said, his voice thick with emotion. “Stays in the tree house,” Xander, Jameson, and Nash finished as one.
