Page 148 of Their Naughty Student (Office Intrigue Duet 6)
Jamie turned back to look at us one final time, this time tears streaming unbidden down her beautiful face.
“This is amazing,” she sobbed.
“So what do you say, cupcake? Move in with us?” Cav closed the distance between them, cupped her head.
“Of course,” she whimpered, leaning into him when he sealed his lips to hers.
My heart. That’s what they were.
And I was more than ready to start this new adventure with them.
Jamie
EVEN AS I STOOD IN THE NEW space, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. They’d done all of this without telling me. It was amazing. I wasn’t even sure what to say or do, but as I acquainted myself with the apartment, walking back through it three more times, I couldn’t keep the smile off my face.
“So when do we move in?” I asked, eager to get this underway. In fact, I didn’t want to leave.
“Whenever you’re ready,” Edge replied.
“Now?” I couldn’t hide my excitement.
Both my men smiled and nodded. “Now’s good.”
I turned to the spot where a sofa would go. “I think this would be a good place for us to sit and watch television.”
They were both standing close behind me.
I closed my eyes, imagined it playing out. “Yes.” My voice was slightly breathless. “The perfect spot for me to lay out between the two of you. Naked.” My breathing increased. “While the two of you pretend to watch television, you can tease me with your hands.”
A deep rumble sounded from behind me. “Naughty girl,” Cav mumbled against my ear.
“I can practically feel your hands on me,” I continued, sighing when their hands did move over me.
Cav’s warm hand slipped beneath my T-shirt, flattening over my belly and pulling me back against him. With my eyes closed, I could sense Edge moving in front of me, his hands cupping my face, his thumbs brushing over my bottom lip.
“Is that what you need, sweetness? Our hands on you?”
“Yes,” I whimpered.
Strong hands began moving over me, but they weren’t working the way I wanted. Neither of them made any effort to get me naked.
When I opened my eyes, I stared up into Edge’s aqua-blue eyes. They glowed with heat and need.
Cav stepped around, his baby blues intense, so hot I could practically feel them scorching my skin as they slid over me.
And just when I thought they would have their wicked way with me, both men dropped to their knees. I inhaled sharply, stumbled back a step.
“Marry us, Jamie,” Edge whispered, his voice hoarse with what could only be explained as desire mixed with love.
“What?” I glanced between the two of them, my hands shaking as I put them to my face.
“Marry us, Jamie,” Cav repeated.
I waited, wondering if they would launch into some ridiculous speech about love and devotion. I was glad they didn’t. My men were more about action than words and I loved that about them.
“Yes,” I whimpered. “Of course. Yes.”
Cav smiled and Edge exhaled sharply.
I feigned a frown, staring down at Edge, still on one knee. “Did you really think I might say no?”
He laughed, but it was forced. That was exactly what he’d thought.
I still didn’t know how marriage between three people worked, but after Gretchen’s comment all those months ago, I’d done a little research. While it wouldn’t necessarily be in the conventional sense, a lot of thruples—my new favorite word—actually did enter into a contract that would allow their relationship to mimic a marriage.
To be honest, I didn’t care about any of that. I simply wanted to spend the next seventy or eighty years with these two, loving them, cherishing them.
I still had several years of school laid out in front of me, and while I had never seen myself getting into a relationship before I had my doctorate, I found that school was easier with them in my life. I could focus and enjoy the love I’d found at the same time. True to their word, Cav and Edge had supported me for the past few months, ensuring I went to class every day, and on my days off, they made sure we spent as much time as possible together.
The thought of living with them, spending more time with them, it stole my breath and made my heart smile.
Both men took my left hand, then each slipped something cool over my ring finger. When they released me, I lifted my fingers, staring at the diamonds. They were far bigger than they should’ve been, and they’d been designed to connect together, another symbol that the three of us were connected as one.
Tears dripped from my cheeks and I didn’t even realize I was crying. I also didn’t notice as they got to their feet, moving around me and embracing me between them. I welcomed the safety and security I’d come to know when I was in their arms.
