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I blow out a breath. If he was planning on going without me, I’ll slap his bollocks.
I look at her, really look, and it hits me. This woman doesn’t need guarding. She just needs someone willing to stand beside her when the world catches fire. And God help me, I think that someone might be me. Even though it really shouldn’t be.
The little black kitten purrs from inside the crate.
Awe he got her a catttt
“That doesn’t matter, Rowan. Now, be a good boy and get on your knees. Have a taste of what your brother wants. The only person’s permission you need is mine.”
“Naughty fuckin’ girl. You have no idea what you’ve just done.” He slaps my ass as he stomps out of the bathroom.
Fucking hell. I’m smiling at a damn kitten, like it’s my child taking her first steps.
Rowan’s grin falters; his shoulders stiffen. Then he grabs a cushion and casually drops it over his lap. Oh, I notice. And I smirk.
“I wanted you from the damn second I laid eyes on you. I ached for you, and I have every day since. I’ve buried my feelings, my needs, thinking I was saving you from me. Protecting our marriage, when all it was doing was destroying us before we even got a chance, Bella.”
Bella King isn’t an agreement. She isn’t just a fuck. She’s more than either of us could ever comprehend.
“Wanting us both isn’t wrong, Bella. But all I ask is if you’re in my bed, you’re with me, fully and completely. I’m yours, Princess. I just need you to give me a chance to show you who I can be for you.”
“Until you cry for me, gorgeous.” My mouth drops open. Fuck. That’s hot.
“It’s not yours,” she snaps. “It’s Rowan’s.” The glass hits the floor.
“You want a punch in the dick now or later, Irish?” she hisses. I blink. “Excuse me?” She jerks free of my grip and slams her knee straight into me. Pain explodes through my stomach.
Seeing Reggie and Rowan fight like that broke my heart.
“Then tell me.” I cross my arms. “Better yet, get on your knees and tell me why you’re mad at me.”
“Prove it, on your knees.” I grin. Then he exhales, slowly, like he’s surrendering. He lowers himself to one knee, the dust curling around his boots.
I just want what my heart wants. Which is them. My two Irish twins.
I think I died and went to heaven. Not that I deserve a space here, but surely having two guys worshipping your body is heaven? It’s definitely mine.
Rowan clambers beside me and lies down next to me, wiping his face. “You squirted all over my face,” he tells me with a proud smile. My mouth drops open.
“Let’s do that again. But this time, I want you both in cowboy hats.” They both erupt into laughter, and I join.
“Declan, can’t you put Conan back to bed or something? Why’s he included in adult conversations?” Declan chuckles.
“I’ll choose you, over and over,” I tell her. And I mean it. She is it for me. Regardless of what happens next. My heart belongs completely to Bella King.
He bites his lip, that wicked smile deepening. “I’m gonna need a safe word with you, aren’t I?” he teases.
“Oh, have you got a mask, and you’re going to chase me through the graveyard when it gets dark?” I can’t stop the smirk. “No. But we can add that to a list for another day.” She grins. “I gotta get you to read some of my books, Irish. You’ll learn some new tricks.”
“If you start chanting in Latin, I’m leaving,” she warns. I smirk. “Relax. I only know the inappropriate bits.” Her laugh breaks through the silence,
She snorts. “What kind of cake?” “Chocolate, obviously. I’m not a monster.” Her laughter fills the church.
I grin. “Well, Princess, at least he didn’t exorcise us.” “Reggie!” she gasps, clutching my arm. “We just got caught making out in a church!”
Rowan is first, coming through the hallway from his place. Backwards hat again. Black jeans and a tight tee. He stalks towards me,
“I’m not sure I can take a guy as hot as you are, in a backwards hat and a slutty chain, into a bookstore.”
“She’s good,” I mutter. “We’re fucked,” Rowan replies.
Bella King, you brilliant, beautiful menace.
“I was going to restrain myself, but if you’d rather throw me around… bend me like a pretzel… go ahead.” Jesus fucking Christ.
“Oh yeah, don’t come in your pants either. Against the rules. Only I get to come during these games, unless otherwise stated by me.” I drag a hand down my face. “You’re joking.” Her eyes snap to mine, deadly serious. “Breathe through it, baby.”
Power I choose to give them. Power I trust them with.
I fell for Rowan first. But I fell for Reggie just as deep. I need them both of them like I need air to breathe. Like without them, I’m out of balance.
Conan pushes through the door, phone already out. “This is the best day of my life,” he announces.
The flash goes off. Rowan flexes. I roll my eyes. Conan’s wheezing in the doorway. If hell has an HR department, this is the photo they’ll use.
I glare at Conan, who backs out of the kitchen, with tears streaming down his cheeks. I’m going to punch him so fuckin’ hard for this later.
I love Conan
Rowan smirks. “And if we fail?” “Then you clean the entire kitchen. With toothbrushes, butt naked.”
I grab a bowl, toss in sugar, something that might be flour, and start whisking like it owes me money. Reggie watches in silent horror.
Im pissinnnnn
“Rowan looks like he’s summoning demons,” she giggles to him. “Just trying to channel your essence,” I shout back,
Reggie sighs. “God help whoever eats this.” “Technically,” I say, “that’s you.” He goes pale. I laugh so hard I spill half the batter.
when she taps Reggie’s ass with a spoon, I nearly lose it with laughter.
“Are you asking us to cum all over our cookies?” Reggie asks, unamused. I’m doing everything I can to keep a straight face. “Yes. And then eat them.” Their faces drop in horror, and I erupt into laughter,
Rowan and Reggie are both mine. Now and forever.
Bella could charm the devil into prayer.
then we see her. Lyla. Dragging Father Byrne down the aisle like she’s walking a dog on a leash,
“Be a good girl for me and sit on my face, Bella,” I growl.
“I made it!” Conan yells, completely unapologetic. Finn checks his watch without missing a beat. “No, Conan. You’re ten minutes late.”
I have to bite back my laugh. Bella catches my eye and smirks. She’s trying not to giggle too, which makes it worse.
