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I’m finally home.

I reach out my hand to Lex. He steps forward. Comes right up behind her. His chest pressing into her back. My arms still around her front. We sandwich her between us. Her body curled between mine and Lex’s like she belongs nowhere else.

Because she doesn’t.

Because she’s ours.

I look down at her, then up at him. My voice rough. Barely holding it together.

“The two of you… you’re all I ever needed. And I’m sorry I pulled away. Never again. I love you two so much.”

“I love you too,” she says softly, eyes shining. “We both do.”

Lex wraps his arms tighter around her, leaning in with a half-smirk, half-tear. “Fuckin’ right we do.”

I look him up and down, completely exposed, muscles flexing like he’s still on some kind of high, his cock already semi-hard.

“God, you’re sexy,” I say without thinking. “I fucking missed this sight.”

He barely fights the grin. “Right back at you, babe.”

“So, do you guys want to fill me in on everything that I’ve missed?” I say to the both of them.

He raises an eyebrow. “I’d rather fill something else.”

Lex doesn’t even give her a second to process what he just said. He lifts Bella clean off the ground, her laugh breaking loose as she squeals.

“Lex!” she gasps, half-protesting and half already melting into it.

He grabs my hand with his free one and pulls us both toward the bed.

Chapter 49

BELLA

Cade and Lex’s Apartment

659 Days Since Zeke’s Death

Oh my fucking God. This is really happening. I mean, I knew it could happen. Like in theory. Like in the kind of fantasy you spiral into at 2 a.m. with a vibrator and a playlist calledMen Who Could Ruin Me.

But I was not—repeat,not—planning on this happening tonight.

Lex has Cade’s hand. Not in a sweet, couple-y way. Not in alet’s-hold-hands-and-go-skip-through-a-fieldway.

No. This man, this 6’6” muscle-bound lunatic fresh out of a sex coma, has Cade’s hand in one of his, mewrapped in a sheet tossed over his shoulder in the other, and he’s dragging us both toward the bed like this is some kind of deranged sex quest and we’re the spoils of a goddamn war.

I’m upside down. Legs dangling. Hair everywhere.

Dignity? Don’t know her.

“Lex,” I gasp, trying to wriggle, which only makes it worse. “What the hell are you doing?” I say as his shoulder digs into my stomach.

He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t even hesitate. Just tosses back, calm as hell, “Cade asked if we wanted to fill him in on what we’ve been up to.”

He tightens his grip. “I said I wanted to fill something in.Keep up, malyshka.”

Cade chuckles behind us like this is funny.Like he isn’t already halfway hard from all of this. God I’m so glad he’s back. I’ve missed him so much. Those hazel eyes, that smile.