Uniting the Souls (Souls of Chicago #6)(68)
“We will. I’ve already called Micah and he’s got one of his guys working on it. It’s going to be difficult because even if it was Zane, he may not be using the same name anymore, we have no idea where he went after he left the hospital and he may not look the same after all the surgeries. The hospital records said his face was too swollen still when he left to get a good description. But I won’t stop until we find out for sure, I promise.” Isaac threw himself into my lap and peppered my face with kisses then he turned so he could see Matt too.
“I am honestly overwhelmed. I have no idea what I ever did to deserve you two, but I’m thankful every day to have you in my life. I know you said not to get my hopes up, but I’m going to choose to have hope because it feels a whole hell of a lot better than how I’ve felt the last few years when I thought about Zane. If my brother is out there somewhere, I’ll move Heaven and Earth to find him,” Isaac said.
“You won’t have to do it alone,” Matt said gruffly, wiping tears from his eyes. Isaac pulled him towards us and we shared a long, languid kiss.
We left our dishes where they were and went into the living room where we could all three cuddle together on the couch. We took turns kissing and soon enough we were exchanging blow jobs and enjoying mutual orgasms. As we lay in various heaps on the couch, gasping for air, Isaac spoke up.
“What was the other thing you wanted to talk to us about? You said you had things to talk about, as in plural.”
I gazed at both of them, not sure it was the right moment, but as I looked into both of their eyes, happy and sated and still dark from their arousal, I knew that there would never be a more perfect time. I sat up on the couch and I could feel their eyes on me as I reached for my pants that were wadded up on the floor. I heard Isaac gasp as I pulled the small velvet box out of the pocket of my jeans. Their eyes were wide as they stared at me and Isaac had covered his mouth with his hand.
“My life was decent before I met you, I was content in my career and I had my sister and nephew, but there was something missing. I watched my friends fall in love and get married, and I hoped to meet a man and have the same one day. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d end up meeting not one, but two people who were absolutely perfect for me. Isaac, Matt, you both have brought more joy and more love to my life than I ever thought possible. You make me happy every day and I want to spend the rest of my life finding ways to make you happy. Will you marry me?”
I lifted the lid of the box and showed them the three matching sterling silver bands inside. I’d had them each inscribed inside with three small hearts all connected to each other. I pulled theirs out and held them up.
“Is marriage even possible for three people?” Isaac asked.
“It wouldn’t be a legal marriage, but we could have a ceremony in which we exchange vows. The law and the paperwork isn’t what matters anyway. The important thing is the promises we make to each other and the life we choose to build together,” I explained.
“I want that. I want a life with the two of you, I want to love you forever and grow old together. Yes, I’ll marry you,” Isaac said. His smile was breathtaking and I kissed him soundly.
We turned to Matt who had been quiet up until then and I was afraid maybe I had pushed too soon or too far. Matt had been married before and he’d lost his husband. He might not want to get married again.
“Matt, we will only do this if all of us are comfortable with it. If it’s too soon, or you never want—” Matt leaned forward and kissed me until my head spun.
“It’s not too soon and I do want to spend the rest of my life with you guys. I’m just trying to figure out what to do with these,” he said, pulling a small jewelry box from his own pocket.
It was my own turn to gasp as I realized that Matt had been planning on proposing too. We were silent for a few moments and then we were all laughing. We laughed until we couldn’t breathe and I had never felt fuller or happier in my entire life.
I finished putting the last of my clothes in the box and folded the lid down then looked around my bedroom. The closet stood empty, my bedroom furniture had been taken to the local homeless shelter. All that remained were the boxes on the floor.
After getting engaged, Hudson, Isaac, and I had talked over what our living arrangement would be. It didn’t take us long to decide that we should buy a place where we could start fresh, making memories that were just our own. We preferred to live just outside the city, not too far from our businesses, but more private than a condo in the city.
We hired a realtor to do the searching and after a few weeks, she found the perfect house for us. There was an updated kitchen, swimming pool, and media room as well as a large backyard, space for an office, and a master bedroom that was big enough for two California king-sized beds if we wanted them.
My favorite part though was the en-suite bathroom that had a giant rainforest shower with a bench seat in it and a whirlpool bath that all three of us could fit in comfortably. I could picture all the nights we would be able to relax in that after a long day of work; perhaps as we sipped wine and talked about our day.
In fact, as we walked through the house with the realtor, I could picture everything; Christmases, birthdays, anniversaries. That had been what sold me on the house. Everything included in the house was wonderful, but it was the way I could see myself in that home, sharing a long life with the two men I loved most in the world that had been the deciding factor.