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But I have to wonder if, at the very least, Tate might want to find someone to be serious with. I’ve gotten vibes from him before… And it makes my heart ache for him.
A knock at the door distracts us from the conversation about Tate’s love life, and I jump up, scrambling to get it.
“What’s that?” I hear Ben muttering, but as soon as I pull the door open, and the room service guy pushes in a massive cart covered in food, he and Ryan gasp out loud.
“Baby! You’re the best!” Ryan mimics tears of joy, falling at my feet while I laugh, catching the room service guy chuckling, too. “I’m so hungry I could die.”
“Well, no need to die, muffin,” I drag him to his feet and deposit him next to Ben at the table. “Breakfast has arrived.”
“And mimosas I see,” Ben’s grin is massive.
Once the hotel employee leaves, we all huddle together ready to stuff our faces with the most delicious looking and smelling breakfast of all time. Ben checks the monitor to make sure Ethan is still content, then we raise our flutes.
“I propose a toast. To the best first Pride ever,” Ben sighs. “And the best husband and wife a guy could ask for.”
“I second that.” Ryan smiles as we clink our glasses.
“Cheers,” I murmur with love in my eyes for these two wonderful men.
We sip our drinks and dig into the food, making nothing but yummy noises for a solid five minutes before anyone speaks again.
“I’m so glad you guys had fun last night,” I tell them while pouring a bit too much syrup on my waffles. “The parade really was such a blast.”
“It was amazing,” Ryan nods. “I say we make this a tradition.”
“I’m down for that,” Ben agrees in between inhaling his food.
“And it’s right around anniversary time,” I bite my lip, eyes darting to Ryan for a moment.
“Is it?” He teases. “Hm. Guess I forgot.”
We make faces at each other for a second, glancing at Ben who’s too busy eating all the bacon to notice what we’re saying. Ryan does a silent giggle of excitement and I kick him to make him stop before he blows our cover.
A few more bites and I’m full, so I go check on the baby. While I’m in there, making funny faces at Ethan that have him giggling up a storm, arms wrap around me from behind. Then kisses sprinkle along the nape of my neck and my shoulders, while I lean back into the young, hard body enveloping me.
“You smell tastier than the food,” Ryan whispers on my skin, instantly giving me goosebumps. “Did you get that text from Jose?”
He said it quietly enough that I know Ben wouldn’t be able to hear through the monitor, but I still pull him further away, nodding with my eyes widened in excitement. “It looks amazing!”
We both jump up and down together for a second, then stop abruptly, glancing at the doorway to make sure Ben’s not watching.
“He said he’s almost done,” Ryan whispers. “I’m so excited for him to see it.”
“Me too!”
We hear Ben coming closer, so we replace our sneakily eager faces with regular ones just as he enters the bedroom, making a beeline for the en suite.
Then he peers at us over his shoulder. “I’m gonna take a shower.” The look on his face is purely devious as he shoves his pants down, making himself naked before striding into the bathroom. Ryan and I share a look, both biting our lips before scrambling after him.
“I’ll stay with the baby,” Ryan tells me with a smack on the butt. “You go first.”
Normally I’d offer to let him go first, but he had Ben all night and I’m in desperate need of some relief myself. So I drop a kiss on his lips and swing into the en suite, stripping and slinking into the shower with my husband.
Ben is a gorgeous man, we all know this. But Ben when he’s naked beneath running water is unlike anything I could have ever dreamt up as a girl, fantasizing about my future husband. I also never could have anticipated having not one, buttwodelicious muscular husbands with massive dicks, so you know… Dream do come true.
Be jealous, it’s okay. I know I’m a lucky bitch.
Ben runs his fingers through his wet hair, pushing the golden strands back before leaning up against the wall of the massive shower enclosure. “Hey, beautiful.”
