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“Whoa.” That’s huge. Trent’s always thought of therapy a sign of weakness. “I hope it works out for you.”

“So do I.” He squeezes my hands. “You deserve the best version of me, Sar. I know you haven’t been getting that lately, but I want to put in the work. To be the strong, steady, lovingpartner you need twenty-four-seven and not just some of the time. I can be that for you, Sara. Iwantto be that for you.”

“I want that, too.” Is he thinking long term?

The Sara I was just two weeks ago would have wondered that question in silence.

The Sara who knows how to get what she wants asks the question out loud. “Are you saying you want to be together? A long-term thing and not just outside the real world?”

I hardly dare to hope for it, but Trent’s nodding before I’m done speaking. “That’s exactly what I’m saying. Not only with you, either—I want what you said. What you and Logan described for the three of us. When you said it at first, I was so fucking scared, and then everything with my mother—” His voice clogs with emotion, but he takes a few breaths and keeps going. “It took being back there, watching the dynamic with my parents. Seeing how Beck and Cam are together, and hearing from Logan about Sybil and Kora andtheirrelationship. And you’ve told me how Kit and Eve have this open thing going, and I guess I just started thinking.”

“Thinking what?” I ask carefully.

“How all of those people don’t give a shit what anyone else thinks. Anyone who’s not in their relationship, I mean. And I guess I’d just never opened my eyes to that. Not until you and Logan helped pull the blinders off.” He glances at Logan, still holding my hands. “I never really considered all the different ways of building a life together.”

He's saying the right things, but I’m not sure my heart can believe it. “What about your parents? What you said about having to choose between us and your family?”

“That was fear talking.” Squaring his shoulders, he gets that fierce, Navy SEAL look I’m fond of. “I’m done letting fear lead me. From now on, I choose love.”

“Love.” It sounds so simple when he puts it like that. Glancingat Logan, I nibble my lip. “Is this a two-person love or a secretive, three-person love?”

“Neither one. I’m done with secrets, Sara. My mother knows about the three of us and I told her we’re planning to?—”

“Shewhat?” This is huge. “You’re kidding me.”

“No, honey.” He laughs at the look on my face. “I’m serious when I say I’m all in. I want all three of us to make this work. I love you so much, and we both love that asshole over there.”

We both look at Logan, who raises his hand with a grin. “Don’t mind me. I’m just here watching Frogman eat crow like he should.”

“Get over here, Jarhead.” Trent lets go of my hands, holding an arm out as Logan steps into our circle. As Trent puts a hand on my waist, I’m pulled into a three-way embrace that feels so right I almost can’t breathe. “This right here,” Trent says softly. “This is what I want.”

Tears fill my vision but I blink them back. “It’s what I want, too.”

“Same.” Logan grins. “I mean, sometimes with less clothing?—”

I laugh and lean into his body. “No objections here.”

“Me either.” Trent smiles, too. “See how easy that is? We’re already making decisions as a throuple.”

Hearing him utter that word so casually hits home. What if this could be our real world? “You’re serious,” I say. “You really feel ready to go down that path. To tell your whole family we’re in a relationship with another man.”

“I am.” Trent can’t stop smiling now. “My mom’s looking forward to having us over for dinner.”

Oh my God, he means it. “I think my mom knows something’s up,” I admit. “The last time we talked on the phone, she told me the only thing that matters is that I’m happy. I think she might actually mean it.”

Logan chuckles. “Funny how that works.”

“What do you say, Sar?” Trent looks at Logan. “You and Italked already, but I want to make sure we’re all on the same page. We want to try being together for the long-haul? For better or worse, in sickness and health?—”

“I do.” Logan laughs and looks at me. “How about you, Sara?”

“Yes.” I laugh, since I just missed my chance to bust out the wedding vow practice. “I do. I want that so much.”

“Same.” Trent squeezes us both, then drops his arms and turns to the thick patch of trees right behind him. “We built something for you.”

Who is he talking to? “Who’s we?”

“Me and Jarhead.”

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