“Conner?”
Sniffing, his voice regained its casual, carefree tone. “Nope, I’m fine. Go back to your threesome, big brother. I’ll be fine.”
A baby’s shrieking cry exploded down the line, and then Conner muttered something I didn’t hear before he hung up.
Shit.
“Everything okay? Travis asked.
I shook my head, staring down at my phone.
“No, not really. Looks like my baby brother just became a single daddy.”
EPILOGUE 2
JASPER - 2 YEARS LATER
I lookedup from my laptop, using my hand to shield my eyes from the unforgiving sun. A loud laugh fell from my chest as I was met by my favourite sight.
Finn and Travis.
But what made me laugh was what they were doing. Travis had been trying to teach Finn to swim for months now.
“No, no, stop it. I’m going to die,” Finn screamed as he gripped Travis’ hands like his life depended on it.
“You’ve got a life jacket and arm bands on. I think you’ll be fine if I let go of you, Twinkle, but that’s not going to happen. I’ve got you, I promise. I love you too much to lose you to the waves.”
“And you know I’d haunt your arse forevermore.”
Travis looked in my direction and rolled his eyes. “Of course you would. I would expect nothing less. Now, relax, kick your legs, and let me teach you how to swim. Jas and I can’t have a husband who can’t swim. It’s embarrassing.”
“No one knows. It’s not like I share that information when I meet people. Hi, I’m Finn Wells. I’m in a throuple, I used to be a dancer, oh, and I can’t swim.”
“Less talking, Twinkle, and more kicking.”
Finn huffed. “I’m not letting you fuck me for a week.”
“Shush. I’ll be balls deep inside you in about an hour, and you’ll be begging me not to stop.”
“Argh, you’re making me hard. Stop it. And hold on tighter, there is a mean-looking wave coming to drown me.”
I stood from my seat, pulling my t-shirt off over my head and walking the short distance to them.
I sometimes couldn’t believe this was my life. After the incident on the boat, things moved quickly. We moved to a rental, but soon started planning our dream home, which was where we were now. A beach-side bungalow with a home office for Finn, a dance studio that he said he didn’t want, but used most days—to my utter delight—a mooring for the boats for Travis and I, so we can dive and explore the water as much as we want, and a spare room that would soon be filled with the tiny person we were in the process of adopting.
I ran my fingers through my now long-again hair, Travis admitting that he missed it too much. And me, being so head over heels with them both, would give them anything they asked for.
I stepped into the waves, letting out a contented sigh as the salty water hit my thighs, cooling my overheated skin.
“Come to save me, Professor?” Finn asked, pouting slightly as he strained his neck to keep his face from getting wet.
I hooked my arm around his waist, pulling him from Travis and back against my chest. He turned and wrapped himself round me like a koala and I brought my lips to his, kissing him until his cock hardened and he let out the sluttiest moan.
“My hero,” he mumbled.
“I don’t know what Travis will be doing for the next hour, but I think you need a reward for being so brave.
He nodded eagerly. “I do. I definitely do.”