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“It means we want more than one night. We want all your nights. All of us. Together,” Ridge explains. There’s a note of finality that’s probably too certain considering how fast all of this is moving.

“I think I’m okay with that. I mean, it’s not really a hard choice to make. What do I have to go back to? But are you sure?”

“If you can be patient with us until the danger to Ira is over, then we can take you home to Mariposa with us. Make you ours for always,” I offer. With the election over and Ira’s code officially released into the online world, it won’t be long until the corrupt oligarchs of the country and their political lackeys lose interest in him.

Then we can return to Mariposa and resume our regular lives. Ridge and I can get back to providing less hands-on security for high profile targets. Ira can return to the classroom, teaching tomorrow’s coders how to write programs that change the world. And Hazel? Well, I can’t swear to it, but something tells me she’ll fit right in with all of us.

“Well, that’s not cryptic or anything,” she teases. “But since I’m pretty sure live-streaming my boss’s wife getting it on kinky-style with my fiancé is gonna mean I’m fired on Monday, your cryptic adventure sounds like exactly what I need.”

“We are what you need. Absolutely. And you are exactly what I want. What we want.” I’m not exaggerating.

Did I expect to fall ass over teakettle for a stranger in a kink club on the night I finally got make a move on the client both my brother and I have been falling in love with for months? Not in the slightest.

Do I regret it? Not in the slightest.

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