Page 59 of Faking it with My Billionaire Bosses

Moments later, I was adjusting my dress and then stepping out of the car when I realized what they’d been saying. “Why are we at a hotel?”

Price laughed and wrapped his arm around me. “I was wondering when you were going to catch that.”

Drake took my hand. “We’re at a hotel because Gia flew in today and is staying with Rosie tonight so the four of us can have a special night together.”

“Gia flew in? That sneak didn’t say a word!”

Cole slipped ahead of us. “I’ve got to check on something and then I’ll meet you guys up there.”

I watched him head to the bank of elevators and frowned. “What’s he doing?”

Drake cupped my face and tilted my face up to his. “Who knows? You heard the man, though. He’ll meet us up there.”

I was still focused on Cole darting away while Drake and Price checked into our room for the night. That man was up to something but I didn’t know what. I’d learned Cole loved a silly prank. Rosie had taken a spray of water to the face just that morning after he’d put a rubber band around the hose on the sink. She’d cackled about it, proving to me the guys had cast a spell over her as well. The old Rosie would’ve murdered him.

I looked around as we exited the elevator on the top floor. “He’s going to jump out from somewhere, isn’t he?”

Price laughed. “That does sound like Cole, doesn’t it?”

I groaned. “Come on! He’s going to keep scaring me and one day, this baby is just going to fly out!”

“Cupcake, youjustentered your second trimester. I don’t think that baby is flying out yet.” Drake cupped the tiny baby bump which had finally shown up. “This baby has a lot of cooking left.”

“Ew. I’m not cooking the baby, Drake.” I peeked around his broad shoulders, still looking out for Cole. “I love that you’re tracking my trimesters, though. It’s so cute.”

“There’s three of us. Don’t make him sound like some sort of genius.” Price stopped in front of a door at the end of the hall and held the room key in front of the scanner. He gripped the door handle and took a deep breath. “My future wife would go first normally, but we have to go in first this time. Close your eyes for a second.”

I laughed and did as he said. A few seconds later, I heard him call out, so I pushed open the door. After taking one step into the room, I froze. The room was full of candles and beautiful bouquets of flowers. Soft music played on a speaker somewhere and there, in the middle of the room, were my guys, each of them on one knee.

I covered my mouth and tears filled my eyes. “Yes!”

Cole grinned. “Wait until we ask first, Sunflower.”

I nodded. “Yeah, okay. Sure.”

“Cupcake, will—”

“Yes!” I screamed it that time, so excited I couldn’t wait for them to even ask. I squirmed in place. “Sorry! Go ahead!”

Drake laughed. “Cupcake, will you make us the happiest men in the world and marry us?”

“Yes!”

Cole held up a ring box and inside sat a beautiful diamond band. “Marry me?”

I held out my shaking hand and watched as he slipped it on. “God, yes. I thought you’d never ask.”

Price held up his own ring box next and pulled out another stunning band. “Will you marry me, Sonnie?”

“Yes! A million times, yes.” I watched as the two bands rested next to each other and cried harder as I saw the way they were designed to fit together to form one ring.

Drake clutched a small velvet box in his hand. When he opened it and I saw what rested in his palm, I gasped. It was vintage and I could tell there was history to the ring. It was stunning in every way and I was instantly in love with it. Drake gently slid it onto my finger. “This was my grandma’s. My grandpa used every penny he had to his name to buy it for her. She told me she yelled at him for nearly a week straight for doing something so stupid because they needed the money for other things, but secretly, she loved this ring. She cherished it. Will you marry me, Cupcake? Will you wear this ring and then someday give it to our grandchild for the moment they find their perfect person?”

I was officially ugly crying as I looked at the rings together. They were a perfect mix of old and new. “Of course, I’ll marry you. I can’t think of anything that would make me happier.”

I threw myself into their arms, overcome with emotion and the need to hold them. They took a second to tell me to be careful before cradling me between them. It didn’t matter that we were on the floor. It didn’t matter that we’d had a strange start. All that mattered was that we had each other.

I held my hand up to stare at my rings and my heart sped up at the sight of them. I was going to marry my guys. I couldn’t help the giant smile stretching my lips. “Our grandchild may have to pry this ring off my finger. I’m not sure I’m going to be as generous as your grandma was.”

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