destiny.”
 
 “Then we’ll have to make our own destiny, won’t we, brother?”
 
 Cian returned. “Whatever comes, the three of us are in it together.”
 
 “We’ll be beside you, no matter what,” Meg vowed. Her eyes
 
 were solemn and filled with promise.
 
 “Yes, whatever happens, Meg will make cookies for the
 
 occasion,” Cian swore with a long laugh.
 
 It broke the tension, and Beck breathed for the first time in a long
 
 time. He took a long breath and found himself happy to be Beckett
 
 Finn.
 
 “I’ll have to try one tomorrow, wife,” he said. He knew there was
 
 an incredibly foolish smile on his face, but he was enjoying playing
 
 her fool.
 
 “And a potato,” she giggled with delight. It made her breasts
 
 jiggle, and Beck could feel Cian’s interest surge. It was not unlike his
 
 own. Now that the bridge was open, Beck could feel Cian’s emotions
 
 clearly.
 
 “What is a potato?” Beck heard himself ask as he traced her pretty
 
 pink nipples with his fingertip. He had bonded with her on a base
 
 level. He could feel her humming with happiness. It soothed and
 
 eased him. It also made him horny as hell. She was so close. Her skin
 
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 was warm against his hand, and her emotions were open and flowing
 
 around him like a blanket, hugging him tight.
 
 His wife loved him. His wife wanted and trusted him. She was his
 
 on every level.
 
 “Do you have any idea how silly you sound with that accent
 
 asking me what a potato is?” She shook her head and was
 
 unconsciously moving against his body. She might not realize it, but