Page 64 of One Baddie for Three Daddies

"Positive," Liam replies without missing a beat.

James lets out a long breath before nodding slowly. "Alright, let's do it then."

Liam’s determination solidifies my own resolve. Seeing him so on board with Bianca’s proposal makes it easier to confirm my decision. Maybe this could work after all. I turn towards the door, and it clicks open before I can call Bianca back in. She steps inside, a smirk playing on her lips.

"You know," she says, folding her arms across her chest, "I could hear everything."

We all exchange looks, and then burst out laughing. The tension that’s been weighing us down finally breaks.

"Of course you were listening," Liam says, shaking his head with a grin. "Nosy as ever."

"Hey, it's my life we’re discussing," she retorts. "I have a right to eavesdrop."

James chuckles. "Fair point."

I stand up and walk over to her, placing my hands on her shoulders. "Alright, Bia. We’ve talked it over, and we’re in. We’ll go with you to your family's Christmas celebration."

Her eyes widen. "Really?"

Liam nods, leaning back in his chair. "Yeah. We want to see if you can truly handle it if your family doesn’t accept this."

James crosses his arms, his expression serious. "This isn't just about proving something to us, Bia. It’s about proving it to yourself too."

Bianca looks at each of us in turn, her eyes glistening with determination and something else—maybe relief. "Thank you," she says softly. "I know this isn't easy for any of us."

"It won’t be a walk in the park," I admit, squeezing her shoulders gently before letting go. "But we’ll face it together."

Liam stands up and walks over to join us. "If your family can't accept this relationship," he says firmly, "then maybe they aren’t worth the stress you’ve been putting yourself through all these years."

Bianca nods slowly, as if absorbing the weight of his words.

James steps closer too, his gaze never leaving hers. "But you need to be sure this isn’t a dealbreaker for you like it was in the past. Because once we’re in this together again, there’s no going back."

She takes a deep breath, her eyes steady and determined as they meet each of ours in turn. "I’m sure," she says with conviction, her voice steady.

"Alright then," Liam says, flashing that confident grin. "Let’s make some holiday magic happen."

I can’t help but laugh, as a surge of excitement and relief fills me. "Yeah, let’s show them what we’re made of," I add, my voice brimming with confidence. "Together, we’ve got this."

James turns to me and Liam. “Guess we better get ready for some family drama then.”

“Wouldn’t be our lives without it,” I chuckle.

Liam's eyes narrow slightly as he looks at Bianca. "Just remember, Bia—this is your shot to prove you won't run again."

“I won’t,” she promises, her voice firm.

James uncrosses his arms and sighs heavily. "Alright then, let's do this."

Bianca's smile grows wider as she looks at each of us in turn. "Thank you," she says softly.

Liam grins and winks at her. "You owe us one hell of a Christmas gift."

Her laugh is music to my ears as the tension starts to dissolve from the room.

“Alright,” I say, standing up and stretching my arms above my head. “Let’s get out of here and grab some food. We’ve got a lot to plan.”

As we leave the apartment together, a sense of optimism fills the air around us—like maybe this time things really could be different.

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