Total pages in book: 188
Estimated words: 182255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 911(@200wpm)___ 729(@250wpm)___ 608(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 182255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 911(@200wpm)___ 729(@250wpm)___ 608(@300wpm)
Seth waited for the noise to die down, then caught Heavenly’s eye. She was beaming at him, her hand already reaching for his. Beck slid his arm around her waist.
“And since we’re making announcements,” Seth said, his voice softening as he looked at his angel, “there’s something else Beck, Heavenly, and I want to share.”
He pulled Heavenly close, and Beck mirrored him on her other side. The three of them stood together, a united front.
For months, he, Beck, and Heavenly had been building toward this moment—through heartbreak and healing, through fear and hope, through every obstacle that had nearly torn them apart. Now they were here, and nothing could be sweeter.
“Last weekend, Beck and I asked Heavenly to marry us,” Seth began, his voice carrying across the patio as he took her hand and flashed her ring. “She said yes!”
Their guests erupted with cheer. Even Hudson smiled and clapped with the others, looking genuinely pleased.
Beside Seth, Beck kissed their fiancée’s temple. “We haven’t picked a date yet. But soon. None of us want to wait.”
“So…yeah. We’re getting married!” Heavenly squealed with delight.
Raine shrieked with excitement and jumped up from her chair, enveloping Heavenly in a fierce hug. “I’m so happy for you! And I didn’t tell a soul, I promise.”
Heavenly held out her left hand, the diamond catching the last rays of sunlight and sparkling brilliantly. Raine moved in to hug her while the men offered hearty congratulations, back-slapping Seth and Beck.
“Champagne!” Beck laughed, producing bottles from the outdoor bar. “We need champagne!”
As corks popped and glasses were filled—water and soda for Hudson and Casen—Seth felt Heavenly’s hand slide into his. When he looked down, he saw her follow suit with Beck. Then she beamed up at him, her eyes bright with unshed tears of joy. Beck flanked her other side, his expression soft with contentment.
“No regrets?” the surgeon asked quietly.
“Not a single one,” she whispered, then turned to Seth. “You?”
“None.” Their road would never be easy, and there were more than a few bumps they still had to navigate, but the three of them had scaled mountains and crawled over glass to reach this moment. And he’d never been happier. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” she whispered.
And as their friends and family raised their glasses in celebration, Seth allowed himself to believe that maybe, just maybe, everything was going to work out exactly as it should.
Just before midnight, Seth packed up for a last-minute stakeout.
Dressed in an oversized T-shirt and nothing else, Heavenly kissed him goodnight. “Be careful out there.”
“I will, angel. Get some sleep.”
After he’d gone, Beck hustled Heavenly upstairs and settled her into bed with a heating pad and pain relievers for her menstrual cramps, then eased in beside her. “Better?”
She curled up with a pillow and a soft moan. “I’m sorry things didn’t work out this month. I was hoping we’d been successful.”
At conceiving? He’d been hoping, too. He was disappointed that she’d started her period, but the doctor in him wasn’t surprised. Conception wasn’t a given. Most people didn’t succeed the first time.
“We have plenty of time, little girl.” He tilted her chin up to him and winked. “Besides, they say practice makes perfect.”
“That’s the fun part.” She smiled sleepily.
“With you? Always.” He kissed her again, then held her tight.
Within minutes, she was breathing deeply in his arms.
Careful not to wake her, Beck eased out of bed and slipped downstairs. Since he didn’t want to leave the party mess for Heavenly to deal with in the morning, especially after she busted her ass preparing all the food, he headed down to finish cleaning up the kitchen.
He was drying the last of the platters when strange sounds drifted up from the floor below. Were Hudson and Casen still playing video games? Casen was spending the night, but they were supposed to be settling in and turning down the volume, damn it.
But when a distinctly feminine moan, followed by masculine grunts, floated up the stairs, Beck froze. The sounds of sex weren’t coming from Call of Duty.
Jaw tightening, he tossed down the dish towel and glanced up toward his bedroom. The last thing he needed was for the boys’ porn viewing to wake Heavenly.
As he headed down the stairs, the sounds grew clearer, louder, and more concerning. Jesus, he really hoped Hudson and Casen weren’t downstairs jacking off together to some streaming site. That conversation would be awkward as fuck—and one he’d rather leave for Seth.
When he reached Hudson’s door, he gripped the knob and paused, ear pressed to the wood.
“That was amazing,” a female sighed breathlessly from inside the room. “When can we do it again?”
Beck froze. That voice wasn’t a recording, a porn site, or the TV. She was live.
The boys had a girl in the room.
Fuck.
But it sounded like they already had.
“Anytime you want, gorgeous,” Casen replied. “I gotta admit, that was fucking hot.”