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It wasn’t just dog owners who needed helpwith their pets. I walked into a job at a Maggie’s Hotel ForMoggies, the premier cat hotel. That made the guys grumble about notseeing enough of me as I had work seven days a week, but I pointedout it was only for two months, and they’d have plenty of time toget sick of me in the future. We’d be together twenty-four-sevenwhen we left for Borneo. In the meantime, I worked all the hours topay off my debts.

Despite their complaints, we had every eveningtogether, and over the two months rarely were any two evenings thesame.

The guys took me out to many places, sometimesall of them at once, but at least three evenings per week werededicated to individual date nights. On date nights, I’d go out andspend time with just one of the guys for at least an hour or two.

Even though she looked just the same when wehad online chats, Gill assured me she was actually green with envy atmy new love life. She was well rid of Liam and was on the look outfor triplets, but wouldn't say no to twins or brothers of any type.

After Liam's arrest and the club raid shedidn't hang around to find out what would become of her job at theLime Light. She was smart and found herself a new position the verynext day. I hoped she'd find a decent man (or more) soon enough.

In New York, no matter where we went or who Iwent with, the evenings mostly ended up with all of us together,naked and exhausted, but with satisfied smiles on our faces.

We didn’t make it a rule that every man hadto be in the room for sex to take place; it just always happened thatway. I had no reason to complain.

Two months later, all of our employment came toan end, and we were free to leave the country. The guys had a tenantlined up for the apartment, and we had our bags packed.

“Guys, I know we’ve only got five daysbefore we fly to Kuala Lumpur, and we have things to do in that time,but something has come up.” Eton hadn’t raised his gaze from hisphone while he spoke to us.

“What?” I blurted out, panicked that he wasabout to drop out of our plans.

He looked at me and flashed one of hisreassuring smiles. “Don’t worry, babe. It’s not bad news.”

“No shit, Eton. Think about the way you saythings,” Harry snapped.

“Sorry,” Eton mumbled. “I put the wordout among everyone I know that we’ll be looking to set up homerunning an animal sanctuary when we get back. And, well, a guy Itrained with back in the day has gotten in touch.”

“Okay, why didn’t you just say that theninstead of worrying us?”

“Because I’ve only just read the email,”Eton waved his phone in the air. “I didn’t plan what I was goingto say.”

“What’s in the email that changes ourplans?” I asked warily.

“Nothing big, just we need to fit in a dayout,” Eton placed his arm around my shoulder. The brothers werealways finding a way and a reason to touch me. It seemed I was alwaysconnected to one or other of them.

“Alex is a vet that I trained with,” Etoncontinued. “He’s been called out, now and again, to this oldproperty that has a privately owned exotic animal collection. Back inthe day they ran a roadside zoo. Now, he says, most of the collectionhas gone to other homes, but there are still some animals there. It’sowned by an old couple who can’t manage it any more, and they’regoing to be selling soon. Like, in a year or so, not this week. Alexthinks it’ll be perfect for a sanctuary as there’s lots of land,established trees, a small lake. And it was already set up for animalcare. He’s sent me the contact details, and we should go visit sothat when they are ready to sell, if we like it and we’re abroad,we can still move on the deal.”

“That sounds good. We’ll make time for thatbefore our flight,” Harry said.

And I was excited about this plan too. Thebrothers talked about animals every day. It would be their dreambusiness, and if they ran a sanctuary, they’d be able to give me ajob.

We only had the wedding to get through first.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

SIENA

Wrapped up in her own romance, Mom had neverbeen so happy. It was contagious. I felt happy for her, and suspectedthe feeling was mutual. It may have been that she was relieved that Iwas dating guys with a good family background.

They might not have understood it, but ourparents quickly accepted the unconventional relationship betweenmyself and the triplets. I wasn’t saying our parents were delightedthat their children were in a polyamorous relationship; they probablyfound it strange. Nevertheless, they accepted our decisions about ourlives, which was as much as we could hope for. The fact that we werelong past our teenage years and all grown up probably helped.

The wedding was a small affair for just familyand close friends at a picturesque venue in upstate New York.

The triplets and I felt welcomed and recognizedas a group, because they’d shifted the event from their firstchoice of a hotel that didn’t have rooms suitable for four adults,to a rural venue that was better able to accommodate us.

Set amid the trees, several family lodges wereon the grounds with a reasonable distance between them, which musthave worked well for other guests too. I loved the fresh air and theback-to-nature feel of the place as soon as we arrived. We werebooked to stay for two nights, arriving the day before the weddingitself.

Our lodge had only two rooms in addition to thetwo bathrooms. When you walked in, you entered a big open space withcomfy looking chairs and a spiral staircase ascending into what wediscovered was just one large bedroom equipped with two of thebiggest beds I’d ever seen. I’m sure all four of us could haveslept on either bed with no complaint. The guys never cared aboutsleeping next to each other — it didn’t bother them — and I putthat down to their being triplets.

Having looked around the place, which didn’ttake long, the guys opened some beers in the sitting room and put onsome dance music.

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