Three Little Words (21 page)

            “I think we broke her,” I heard Dorian whisper to Mal. Mal smacked him across the chest, then sobered and nodded, agreeing.

            “Maybe we did.” He reached for me, cupping my face in his hands. I thought back to the day so long ago, when he’d been a hopeful boy, bringing wildflowers to my door.

            I stumbled, fell. Tumbled headfirst into love.

            “Say something,” Dorian urged me, stroking fingers through my hair. He turned to Mal.

            “Do you think she can hear us?”

            A grin threatened to split my face in two. I looked at Dorian, then at Mal, and then didn’t it again, hardly able to believe where life had taken me.

            “I can hear you, you idiots.” They both exhaled with relief, then grunted when I launched myself with them. Rolling us all into one gigantic dog pile of tangled limbs, I kissed them both over and over, wherever I could reach, only pausing once I was short of breath.

            “Are you sure that you want to do this? This, I mean... all three of us? Together?” I knew that my eyes were wide, but I still felt like I was living in a dream.

            I had two men who were all that I’d ever wanted. I of all people knew that nothing in life was perfect, and I cringed at the thought of what we would face going forward in an unconventional relationship.

            But when Dorian pressed a kiss to the top of my head, the great knot of tension in my gut began to relax. And then Mal spoke, and I knew that everything was going to be okay.

            “We’ll live for tomorrow, Adele.”

            I couldn’t ask for more than that.

            THE END