“I trusted Elliott all along,” she heard herself say inanely. “Like Mom. And Gabi. That’s why I talked to him so much from the very beginning.” She needed everyone to know. Right then. That minute. Because she’d almost lost her chance to ever say those words.
“We knew that,” Gabi said, looking at Liam. “Just like we knew that this was something you were going to have to figure out on your own.”
“Well, you could have clued me in,” Elliott said, looking at the two of them. His eyes were boldly bright and Marie started to cry again.
Liam grabbed her and pulled her up against him. Gabi’s arm came around her, completing a circle. “You, my girl, were going to die for us,” Liam said, obviously choked up. “You’re the best friend anyone could ever have, Marie.”
“That’s why I’m lucky she’s my best friend.” Gabi grinned, teary, too. She pulled back and looked at Marie. “You are the glue that keeps my pieces together, my friend. You always have been. I don’t know what I’d have done if anything happened to you.”
Something inside her loosened. Gabi needed her just as she needed her friend. Even married, they needed each other. And that was as it should be. As it was meant to be.
People finding each other. Connecting. Giving and Taking. Trusting.
Elliott took a step forward, Marie felt his body touching hers. For one brief second she was reminded of another body behind her, forcing her forward to witness death—either her own or that of her friends. She shuddered. Elliott’s hands caressed her shoulders. Liam and Gabi each still had an arm around her.
“We’ve got your back, Marie,” Liam said. “The doctor warned that you’re going to have some moments. Your job is to trust us with them.”
“He came out and talked to you?”
“Of course. We’re your family. The doctor always consults with the family after treating the patient.”
He made life sound so simple.
And in some ways, it could be. If people—like her—weren’t so busy making it so complicated.
“You all are pretty incredible,” Elliott said. “You prove that true family doesn’t have to be biological.”
“I was just mentioning to Gabi last Sunday, before we headed out to your place, that she should look into modifying the LLC,” Liam said.
He and Gabi exchanged glances. And then looked at Marie.
“I was thinking Fourfold would be a good name for us,” Gabi said. Instead of Threefold.
Everyone was looking at her. Was she ready to take on the marriage she’d dared to start in Las Vegas? Ready to trust herself to have it all?
Marie’s eyes filled with tears again. “I completely concur,” she said.
“So it’s settled.” Liam dropped the arm around Marie to hold his hand out to Elliott a second time. “The board of directors has voted you in as our fourth director,” he said.
Marie felt his one hand that was still touching her tremble. Elliott might be a professional, used to dealing with guns and violence. But he didn’t shoot people on a normal basis. And he wasn’t a rock.
“I think we should go,” she said, taking his hand in hers. “It’s been a long night.”
“My car’s just outside.” Liam led the way, pulling Gabi with him.
Elliott looked at Marie. She looked up at him.
“What happened in Vegas came home,” she said to him.
“It happened at the historic Arapahoe, my love. I walked in the front door of your shop, you smiled at me and for the first time since my mother died, I wasn’t on the outside looking in.”
“No one has ever been as far in as you are, Elliott. It’s kind of scary, you know?”
He nodded. “Like almost losing you tonight?”
“Or almost losing you. So...we take each day, and if I get whacked or paranoid...”
He put a finger to her lips. “We all have faults. We all have bad days. The trick is to not shut each other out. You’ve got it down, Marie. Better than most. All you have to do is talk about it. Just don’t ever stop talking to me...”