Her lips parted, her expression flickering between surprise, disbelief, and joy. “You guys…”
I leaned forward, catching her gaze. “You already spend most of your time here. Hell, your stuff is basically here anyway. And with the baby coming, it just… it makes sense.”
Samuel nodded. “But more than that, we want you here, darlin’. Every day. Every night.”
Sadie swallowed hard, her fingers curling into the hem of her sweater.
Adam nudged her. “Say something, sugar.”
She exhaled sharply, shaking her head. “I just… I don’t know what to say.”
I reached for her, taking both of her hands in mine. “Say yes.”
CHAPTER FORTY
Sadie
If I thoughtthe night had already been perfect, I was wrong.
Because nothing,nothing, could have prepared me for the way my heart stopped when they asked me to move in.
I stared at them, my pulse a frantic, stuttering thing beneath my skin. My body was exhausted, my heart full, my emotions stretched so thin I felt like I might shatter.
And then Kai, sitting right in front of me, holding my hands, looked me straight in the eye and said, “Say yes.”
Everything in me melted.
It wasn’t just the words… it was the way he looked at me. The way Adam’s fingers tightened around mine, the way Samuel’s steady presence grounded me, the way Kai’s warmth and intensity pulled me in.
I exhaled shakily. “Yes.”
The relief in their faces was immediate. Adam let out a quiet “Hell yeah” under his breath, Samuel’s lips twitched into a rare, satisfied smile, and Kai…
He just held my hands like he wasn’t ready to let go.
“Good,” he murmured, rubbing his thumbs over my knuckles. “That’s real good, S.”
A shiver danced down my spine, and suddenly, exhaustion wasn’t the only thing making my limbs feel heavy. The way they were looking at me—the heat in Adam’s dark eyes, the quiet intensity in Samuel’s gaze, the slow, knowing smirk on Kai’s lips—it sent warmth curling low in my stomach.
I swallowed hard, my skin buzzing from the weight of their attention.
“Now what?” I whispered.
Adam shifted beside me, his arm draped casually over the back of the couch, but there was nothing casual about the way his fingers brushed my shoulder, trailing over the bare skin peeking out from my sweater.
“Now,” he drawled, his voice rough, “we celebrate.”
Kai leaned in, his hands sliding to my waist, his touch firm but gentle.
The next thing I knew, his mouth was on mine, stealing the breath straight from my lungs. His kiss was deep, slow, possessive, like he wanted to make sure I knew exactly who I belonged to.
And oh, I felt it.
Samuel pressed in from behind me, his lips ghosting over the shell of my ear. Adam’s fingers trailed up my thigh, teasing, coaxing, as Kai swallowed the soft sound that escaped me.
I was surrounded. Consumed.
And I let go.