Grayson grabs my other hand, pulling me back into the small hallway. He steps over to the other closed door. This room looks much the same, just with different furniture.
“And this is mine,” Grayson says.
I swallow, feeling my breaths come more rapidly.
“Wha… what does this mean?” I ask.
“Tucker and I moved in,” Grayson says. “For good.”
Oh fuck…
I have a million more questions, but I don’t get a chance to ask them. Warren gently turns me to face him. “We have one more thing to show you.”
I slide my hand into his when he holds it out for me. We all walk up the stairs, pausing outside of Warren’s office.
Tears immediately fill my eyes when he opens the door. The room is no longer an office. It’s a beautiful nursery.
My eyes are drawn to the wallpaper design on the far wall. The bright colors fill me with so much joy. I look around the rest of the room, taking in the little details they added.
The tears are flowing down my face as I grip the side of the crib. I close my eyes, imagining a little girl sleeping peacefully in here, crawling across the floor, taking her first steps.
An emotion-filled sob breaks from my chest. I don’t have to open my eyes to know all three of them are stepping closer to me.
A strong hand rests on my shoulder.Grayson.“Love, we didn’t mean to make you cry. Did we do something wrong?”
I turn around, facing all three of them who are standing around me.
“No, it's absolutely perfect.” I stagger in a jagged breath. “I was just picturing her in here. It just feels so real.”
They all nod.
Warren runs the back of his knuckles down my cheek, wiping my tears away. “It is real, sweetheart.”
Tucker grabs both of my hands. “We want all of this with you. Living together. Being a family. Being in a relationship.”
“You do?” I ask. My voice is barely audible.
“Yes,” they all say.
“We’re all in, so all you have to do is say the word. Say yes, and we’re yours,” Grayson says.
The part of my brain that’s usually screaming at me to do things on my own is surprisingly silent. For once in my life, I know with absolute certainty it’s okay to lean on them and let them all the way in.
“Yes,” I breathe out.
They wrap me in a bear hug that ends up being slightly awkward because of my huge bump, which makes us laugh.
Warren grabs the sides of my face, turning me to look at him. “So, you’re saying you’ll move in with us?” he asks.
There’s still a level of uncertainty in his voice I want to squash immediately.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
His eyes flutter closed, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
“So, you want to be our girlfriend?” Tucker asks. I turn to look at him.
“I think it’s more than that,” Grayson says.