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“Oh my god, I’m never going to fit into my bikinis at this rate!” I looked down at my boobs and groaned. I could have sworn they’d gone up at least two cup sizes in the last few weeks, and my belly was no longer as flat as it used to be. I still ran most mornings, but thanks to Quinn’s predilection for cooking delicious food, the weight was piling on.
I groaned. “I’m going to have to diet if we’re spending the entire summer at the beach.”
“No fucking way are you dieting. I love you just the way you are.” Harley pulled me closer and nuzzled my neck.
“You love me, eh?” I teased.
“You know I do.”
“Do I? You’ve never actually told me,” I pointed out.
“Haven’t I?” He spun me around and cupped my face, all traces of humor gone. “Stella, I love you with everything that I am. You have my heart, my soul, and I promise I will spend the rest of my life making you happy.”
Well, I wasn’t expecting that. I swallowed hard. I knew he loved me. I wasn’t an idiot. But hearing the words for the first time brought tears to my eyes. A girl needed to know these things. None of them had said the L word yet, but every day, they made me feel loved in a million ways, so it hadn’t bothered me. Until this moment, I hadn’t realized how much I’d needed to hear it.
“I love you too, Harley. You are my sunshine. You make me smile every goddamn day.” I stood up on my tiptoes and kissed his luscious mouth. He tasted of coffee with a hint of mint. Delicious as always.
“Dinner’s ready!”
We broke apart at the sound of Quinn’s voice. “Come on, sweetheart, time to eat. You’ll need some energy for what I have planned later.”
“Later? Dunno about you but I planned on sleeping.” I yawned to make my point and Harley frowned.
“Babe, you’re working too hard. College is supposed to be fun not work.”
“Try doing a business degree and then you’ll see how much ‘fun’ it is,” I grumbled as he dragged me into the kitchen.
“Yeah, no. That’s why my major is sports therapy.”
“Have you decided what you’re doing at the end of college?” We only had one year left and while I was trying not to think about the future, it worried me that we were all heading in different directions: Brax was running a multi-national business empire, Quinn was still considering joining the FBI, and I had no fucking clue what I wanted to do. The chances of us staying together after graduation were slim, which made me sad.
“Nope,” he shrugged. “As long as I’m with you, I don’t care. It’s not like I need to work. My family is rich as fuck.”
“Work isn’t just about earning money, you asshole, it’s about becoming a contributing member of society,” Quinn reprimanded him as he pushed a plate of lasagne in my direction. “Eat, angel, you look tired.”
Jesus, did I really look that bad? Our beach vacay couldn’t come soon enough.
“I do contribute. I make Stella happy.”
Quinn rolled his eyes. “OK, whatever.”
“You guys can run off and do whatever makes you happy while I stay with Stella.” Harley smirked across the table.
“Nobody’s leaving Stella, so quit thinking you get her all to yourself. Not happening.” Brax snapped as he walked in wearing nothing but a pair of athletics shorts, his hair damp from the shower. My fork stopped half-way to my mouth and all rational thoughts left my head. Was I tired? No. Not that tired. Sweet baby Jesus, he looked good.
“See something you like, princess?” he teased.
My mouth snapped shut. “Just checking out the view.” I fluttered my eyelashes and smiled innocently.
“Glad you like the view, as you’re sharing my bed tonight.”
Harley grumbled but said nothing. They’d all agreed that while Brax was back on campus, he got the lion’s share of my time. It was only fair. Once we were at the beach house, however, things would be different. I planned on waking up every morning with all three of them. No more divvying up my time or squishing into a too small bed.
The beach house Quinn had rented had a massive Family XL bed in the master bedroom, which by all accounts was fucking enormous and wide enough for four people. I was pretty sure he’d paid extra to upgrade from a regular King, but when I’d asked, he just grinned and told me we needed the extra room so Harley didn’t end up cuddling Brax.
He had a fair point. That had happened once already, which led to Harley being punched in the face.
Nobody needed to wake up to that kind of drama. Not me anyway.
