She leaned into him, turning her face up to stare adoringly at him. “By the way, happy birthday. I know it’s not until next week, but we have guests then. Riv is keeping Mandy overnight this evening, Doc gave me tomorrow off, and the three of us have reservations at a hotel in Gillette. Just you, me and Franklin. All night.”

“It’s been awhile since we’ve had that.”

“I know. I think we need some…special togetherness.” All three of them as one. Though they had sex often, going double was a less frequent occurrence.

Connor groaned, and one of his hands swept down to squeeze her ass. “This is mine tonight.”

“Hmm,” she hummed. “All yours. Just like me. All yours and Franklin’s.” She tilted her head to make room for his trail of kisses down her neck. She shivered, getting worked up even though they couldn’t do anything about it for hours.

“Maybe, we should cancel the reservation and stay here,” Connor suggested, somehow reading the direction of her thoughts. “Gillette’s two hours away.”

“But champagne and cake—”

“I don’t need anything but you.”

“Have I told you lately how glad I am that you guys claimed me?” The thought of being without them… She couldn’t even entertain it. It was too awful.

Franklin joined them, holding a squiggling Mandy in his arms. She reached for Madison who took her, then he wrapped his arm around her waist. “There wasn’t ever a question,” he said. “We didn’t even need to say claimed. You were ours the second you set foot in town. I might not have psychic feelings like Connor, but I believe in fate. You, me, Connor? Our kids. Staying here and not wasting hours going to Gillette and back, that’s fate, baby.”

Whatever it was, fate, destiny, coincidence, animal attraction or whatever? Madison didn’t care. She had her cowboys, her family and her happy future. As far as she was concerned, who could ask for more? Not her. She had everything she needed in this little, unconventional circle of love.