“Bitch, you better not be thinking about my men that way,” I say, and lightly slap her arm.
She looks at me in shock. “I was not thinking of your men; I was thinking of mine getting hot and dirty.”
“Yeah,” I say with a sigh. “That would be quite a show to watch.”
She slaps my arm and repeats my words back to me. We both end up bursting in laughter.
Our men look at us with amusement, but don’t do anything but shake their heads. They are used to us by now.
My brother comes to sit with us after a while. “Talking cocks again, you two?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Always,” I say with a nod.
“You going to get a couple cocks of your own yet?” Kyla asks him.
“Maybe I have a couple cocks of my own,” he says with a grin.
“And you didn’t tell us?” Kyla asks with a gasp, and gets an excited look on her face.
“I knew you would react like that, and I wasn’t sure if it was going anywhere,” he says with a shrug.
“How many cocks we talking?” Kyla asks. Asher shakes his head as he walks closer.
“There are two guys that I have been seeing, but it’s still pretty new. Plus, they haven’t met each other yet,” he says with a grin.
“Do they at least know about each other?” I ask giving him a pointed look. I don’t care if he likes to play the field as long as he is honest with everyone involved.
“Of course. Everyone knows the score,” he says like that should be obvious.
“You should introduce them, and you three could have hot throuple sex,” Kyla says with a wink.
I let out a shudder of disgust. “Please, that is one image I don’t need.”
“What, Dante is hot, isn’t that right?” she asks, turning to Asher.
He looks over Dante slowly before speaking. “I wouldn’t kick him out of bed,” he finally says.
Dante winks at him.
“What am I going to do with your two?” Grayson asks with a sigh while walking over to sit down.
“I don’t need to hear what you are going to do to them,” Kyla’s dad says casually before taking a seat.
All three of them turn red, which causes me to break out in laughter.
Thankfully, after that, the conversation becomes less inappropriate and everyone has a good time.
“I would like to thank everyone here for coming tonight as it is a special night,” Easton says standing up. I look around in confusion, but everyone else seems to be grinning with knowing looks.
“What’s going on?” I ask.
Braxton walks over and grabs my hand, leading me over to where Dylan and Easton are standing. All of them get down on one knee.
“Holly, our relationship hasn’t been easy. We’ve had some rough times where none of us were sure we would have gotten you to forgive us but, in the end, we became closer and stronger as a group. We love you and we want to spend the rest of our lives with you, raising our children and making many memories,” Dylan says, taking my other hand in his.
Tears well in my eyes at his words.
“I have messed up a lot, but one thing I know for a fact is that I never want to let you go. We don’t want to let you go. Holly, love, will you marry us?” Braxton asks, looking up at me.