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destiny.”

“Then we’ll have to make our own destiny, won’t we, brother?”

Cian returned. “Whatever comes, the three of us are in it together.”

“We’ll be beside you, no matter what,” Meg vowed. Her eyes

were solemn and filled with promise.

“Yes, whatever happens, Meg will make cookies for the

occasion,” Cian swore with a long laugh.

It broke the tension, and Beck breathed for the first time in a long

time. He took a long breath and found himself happy to be Beckett

Finn.

“I’ll have to try one tomorrow, wife,” he said. He knew there was

an incredibly foolish smile on his face, but he was enjoying playing

her fool.

“And a potato,” she giggled with delight. It made her breasts

jiggle, and Beck could feel Cian’s interest surge. It was not unlike his

own. Now that the bridge was open, Beck could feel Cian’s emotions

clearly.

“What is a potato?” Beck heard himself ask as he traced her pretty

pink nipples with his fingertip. He had bonded with her on a base

level. He could feel her humming with happiness. It soothed and

eased him. It also made him horny as hell. She was so close. Her skin

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was warm against his hand, and her emotions were open and flowing

around him like a blanket, hugging him tight.

His wife loved him. His wife wanted and trusted him. She was his

on every level.

“Do you have any idea how silly you sound with that accent

asking me what a potato is?” She shook her head and was

unconsciously moving against his body. She might not realize it, but


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