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