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Wes scooted over so there was a smidge of space between me and him, I moved her until she was partially on Spencer.
“Please, Alpha? We need cuddles,” I added, batting my eyelashes, too.
“You two are ridiculous. This is how it’s going to be now?” Brennan joined the pile.
“It’s always been this way, it’s just more obvious with two,” Spencer replied.
The alphas thought that they were in charge, but Grace and I ran the show.
Grace made a happy noise. “Thank you.”
“Of course.” Brennan got comfortable, partially smooshing me in the best way.This.
Jett’s amber. Spencer’s leather. Bren's pine. Wes’ fresh laundry. My lemonade. Grace’s peaches. Everything wove together in a big tapestry of scent as the purr of three alphas, and the hum of three very contented people filled the room.
And my bond lit up with happiness. Not just Grace and Wes, but Brennan and Jett, too.
This was what I needed, everyone, all together, in a giant pile full of love. My family.
All we needed was Riley, and we’d be complete.
Chapter Thirteen
Grace
We sat on the floor around the living room table eating some sort of delicious eggplant, meat, and potato concoction that Spencer made. I lounged on Wes’ lap. Evan was between Brennan’s legs. Jett sat between me and Evan, Spencer was on my other side.
Most of my memories of what happened in the nest wereveryfoggy other than there was a lot of sex. A whole lot. Betweeneveryone.
Like I recalled being between Jett and Evan. More than once.
Music played in the background as we ate. I’d put my wrist splint and walking cast back on, but really, they felt so much better.
While I had my own food, it was much more entertaining to try to steal bites off Wes’ fork as he attempted to eat.
“Peaches!” Wes chuckled, as I snuck another bite.
“Evan, what are you doing?” Brennan asked as Evan tried the same.
Evan grinned and tried again. “Peaches has good ideas.”
“I’ll feed you, my good doctor.” Spencer took my bowl and started feeding me bites.
“I want someone to feed me.” Jett laughed.
“I’ll feed you.” I tried to feed Jett while Spencer fed me, which resulted in food all over mine and Jett’s faces, and the floor.
“Here, Hot Stuff, let me clean that up.” Evan started licking Jett’s face.
Wes kissed the food off mine.
Brennan rubbed his forehead while trying not to laugh.
“This is so good,” I told Spencer as we finished.
“I’m so glad. It’s not quite as good as my mother’s, but we’ll visit her.” He patted my knee.
He wanted me to meet his mom? Awww. “I can’t wait.”
