Page 20 of Endless Harmonies

“And comfy,” Lenny says sleepily, making me snort. “I love you guys. I can’t wait to get married to you, and you’re right. Jordan will probably have kittens when he hears that we want him to help us plan and coordinate our wedding. Our lives are too hectic to do it without him.”

Orion wraps his arms around our girl, so she and the babies are secure if she does fall asleep, as I reach over Derek to grab my phone.

“Ready, fiancé?” I tease him as I grin wildly at him. My face may split from how happy I am now.

“Does this mean I get a ring and a proposal?” he sasses, making O bury his face in Lavender’s hair to cover his reaction.

Fuck, I didn’t think that far ahead. Roark rolls his eyes, turning to dig into a drawer.

“Aye, Derek, way to ruin my surprise,” he snarks, lifting three black boxes.

“You’re literally the most prepared bastard on the planet,” I breathe in awe. I definitely wasn’t ready for that.

“I knew this day would come,” Roark says nonchalantly. “We’ve fought for our happiness, and still continue to. We have two beautiful babies. Why wouldn’t I propose to the people I love?”

“Damn, there’s so much game happening here,” Derek says in awe. “Continue, Daddy Ror.”

Rolling his lips inward, he attempts to stifle his smile, but it’s no use. “Fook, I can’t keep a straight face. Derek, you came into our lives like a battering ram, faced off with good ‘ole Sally, and refused to back down. I hope you continue to fight to be in our lives just like that.”

Derek looks gobsmacked as he stares at Roark, sitting back on his heels in the bed. He’s wearing joggers without a shirt, and I have to admire how gorgeous he is even while shocked.

“O, even as new as you are to our little family, you fit,” Roark continues. “You know what Lenny and Derek need, you’re really damn patient, and we’re slowly changing you as much as you change us. The way you blush at the smallest things is also damn sexy.” Orion flushes at his words and Lennon turns her face to his jaw.

“You are part of the darkness, and refuse to blink when it stares back at you. You don’t judge, even if you have trouble understanding things, and those are all things I want in our family. Our time together will come, Baby Boy, don’t you worry. In the meantime, will you marry us?”

“Yeah,” O breathes before shaking his head. “I mean, holy shit yes.”

“Good, because we weren’t letting you go,” Lavender says with a sleepy smile.

“Turner, you’re my soulmate, and I’ll never discount that. We floundered without our Little Valkyrie, but we managed to find our way back to each other,” Roark rasps, pushing me to move to the side of the bed that he’s at.

There’s no way I’m letting him do this alone. Reaching out, I squeeze his hand, lending him my strength. Tears are already starting to leak from my eyes, and they’re really fucking happy tears.

“I didn’t have a ring for you when I proposed on the bus all those months ago, but every time we went out, I’d visit a jewelry store in the hopes that I’d find something as right as you are for me,” he explains.

It’s true, every time we’d go out in a city, Roark would disappear. Now I know where he was going, and my chest feels tight.

“I know I’m the caretaker, the one who—”

Cutting him off, I shake my head. “No, big guy, you are our glue. So much so that I missed when you were struggling, and I’ll never forgive myself for that. It makes sense that you would have this incredible proposal with our babies in bed,” I tell him.

“In the middle of the night because time is meaningless when you have newborns,” Derek chuckles. “This is incredible.”

“You’re obviously stuck with all of us forever,” Lavender sasses.

“You’re so lucky you’re out of commission for a bit, Lenny, or your ass would be red and you’d be begging me to let you come,” Roark rumbles.

Fuck me, and now I’m rock hard. Derek groans, shifting to adjust his cock in his pants. I force myself not to look or I’ll want to pull them off and suck him down like my favorite treat.

“Now that we’re all emotional or rock hard, I guess we’re going to call Jordan?” Orion jokes, wincing slightly.

Lennon simply sighs. “We’ve called him in weirder ways,” she reminds him.

Standing, I kiss Ror’s pouty lips. “I love you. Now which ring is mine?”

“I love you,” he says with a sexy grin, handing me a box. Opening it, my brows raise as I take in the band. It’s rose gold and tungsten, with Celtic knots blackened into it.

“Wow,” I breathe.

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