Page 131 of Finding Their Place

That first night I’d been bracketed by Wyatt and Garrett’s warm, hard bodies, I hadn’t thought my life could get any better.

But I’d been wrong.

I enjoyed their affection on a daily basis. Heard words of edification and praise from both sets of lips.

Best of all?

Their unconditional love wrapped me up in the safest cocoon possible, giving my heart everything it needed to feel fulfilled.

Wyatt

Rhett and Ash hung near the back of the group we’d invited to our small wedding, their hands clasped, shoulders touching. Rhett lifted the glass of champagne he held in his free hand, toasting me from afar.

I grinned and tipped my head his way.

It was because of the two of them that I’d found my place with Garrett and Haley—

River threw herself into my arms, ripping an oomph from my lungs and my thoughts off the couple I used to envy. My sister smelled like herbs—weed—and her laughter had me chuckling along with her.

“So. Damn. Happy.” She hugged me hard and backed off, grabbing hold of my face and squeezing. “I knew things would work out. I could just tell. The aura around those two the first time I saw them—I could sense their love for you. Could taste it on the air. And now look.” Her blue eyes sparkled like sapphires in the late afternoon sun as she waved her hand around what most wouldn’t even consider a ceremony.

No archway to stand beneath.

No roses outside those in Haley’s hair.

No string quartet.

But enough love to fill up my entire soul.

River’s plus one stood off to the side, a wallflower compared to my sister—but no less beautiful. Sharon wasn’t any taller than my sweet Haley, and the complete opposite looks-wise from my sister. Large dark eyes ate up the bulk of her pixie-like face, her white-blonde hair straight as a stick and barely brushing her shoulders.

She and my twin fit together like two pieces of a puzzle, madly in love and married within three months of meeting at their favorite medium’s shop. River had said Sharon’s aura had captured her heart, and the card reading had instilled what she’d expected.

She’d found her soulmate.

Lionel and Tina took up the space River vacated, Mom pulling me in for a hug, her mascara already ruined. Dad laid his hand on my shoulder, his throat working and eyes hazed with tears too.

“Thank you,” I murmured against Mom’s hair while pulling Dad in for a close hug. “For loving me. Accepting me—and the two I’m going to spend the rest of my life with.”

Mom cupped my cheek, her smile wobbling. “You have been a blessing since day one, Wyatt. Love you so much. We couldn’t be prouder of the man you’ve become. The choices you’ve made.” Her voice broke, and I leaned down to kiss her cheek. One last squeeze, and she loosened her grip.

“Dad.” I stuck out my hand, and we shook hard, both of us dipping our head as if to say ditto to all Mom had claimed.

A handful of other friends offered best wishes, and finally Rhett and Ash approached.

Ash tucked against Rhett’s side, smiling with his lips but not his eyes.

“Congrats.” He offered his hand while glancing at Haley talking to someone beside us.

They hadn’t obtained the angel he dreamed about, the woman that would give him the children he longed for—and I felt a little guilty. Missing Link had been created for them—by them—and they still searched for their third.

I wasn’t sure Rhett cared outside of wanting to please Ash, but it wasn’t my business to get involved.

I shook Ash’s hand and clasped his shoulder. “You’ll find her,” I murmured as River stepped in close again.

“I have a good feeling too,” she said with a singsong voice, and I barely refrained from rolling my eyes. I expected the second we got inside that she’d be munching on the hors d’oeuvres the catering company had waiting for our small party.

She moved off as quickly as she’d intruded, Sharon’s hand in hers as they started toward the stairs leading to Grey’s balcony where cloth-covered tables and chairs offered a place to sit and enjoy the evening.

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