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“In case we get infiltrated,” Grey said easily. When Dominic kept staring at him, he sighed. “The fire got to me. I want to be sure Mari can get out easily.”

“Even if it means adding extra entry points to staff?”

Grey shook his head. “There’s no way into the house without being in the system, and I coded the damn thing myself. No one’s getting in or out without my say-so.”

“Okay, Big Brother. Take it down a notch,” Dominic joked. Grey ribbed him right back as we made our way back inside the house.

Even though I’d already seen it, the shock was still present. I’d lived in luxury my whole life, but that was my family’s home. My father’s design choices were everywhere. Beyond the Celestine, this was the first home that was ever truly mine—ours—and it showed.

Grey had taken the same color scheme as Gilded—the burnished gold and dark reds mixed with black and charcoal—and made the house inviting and sensual. It looked like a place the queen of the underworld would live with her devoted guards.

Staring at the sunken living room with couches I knew we’d be living on one day, I leaned up to kiss his jaw. “This is perfect, baby. Thank you.”

Grey didn’t gloat often, but he was firmly in gloating territory now. “Anything for you, reina.”

“This is definitely not a kid-friendly house,” Dominic muttered as he pulled open one of the gun vaults behind a massive painting of flowers and four ethereal figures twined together in bliss, and he surveyed the machines with a whistle.

I raised a single eyebrow in his direction, even if he wasn’t looking at me. “We aren’t a kid-friendly family.”

Anxiety snaked through my belly fast and hot as I worried if that was going to be a deal-breaker for Dominic. He knew I didn’t want kids; they all did. We’d talked about it, so why the fuck was he bringing them up?

Dominic’s head jerked up, and he winced at whatever he found on my face. In a heartbeat, he had me bundled up in his arms, face buried in my neck. When he spoke, his breath warmed my skin. “I wasn’t saying it because I want them myself, mariposa. It was just an observation.”

“So, you don’t want them?” I had to be sure. We could get through a lot, but a disagreement over whether we had kids was absolutely not one of them.

Thankfully, Dominic’s voice was firm and honest. “No. I only want you.”

“Good. Let’s keep it that way.”

“You got it.” He pressed a hot kiss to my mouth and smacked my ass before darting away from me and up the stairs. “Show me my room, Jeeves.”

Greyson rolled his eyes, but his smile was broader than it had been in a while. He liked having all of us under one roof, and he especially liked that he’d been the one to make it happen.

Nate held a hand out to me, wiggling his fingers, but I shook my head. I wanted to go up on my own, take in the sights and smells of the house in peace.

And God, did it feel peaceful.

When all this is over, this will be our home. What a good incentive to get rid of Cash.

My dawdling meant I was the last to make it upstairs, so I’d lost my men. The house was big, but not unnecessarily so. I eventually found them, only to see Dominic darting around, digging in drawers and peeking in closets, while Nate and Grey talked quietly to each other in the hallway. I followed behind, enjoying the curved edge of the house, and found four identical bedrooms leading to a massive window in the hallway. It was all beautifully done in tasteful colors so perfect for each of us that it wasn’t hard to see whose was whose.

Dominic poked his head out of the room in the middle with a grin. “I want this one.”

“That’s Mari’s.” Greyson’s voice held no room for argument, and it made me smile. I’d bet money it was the biggest, too.

Unexpectedly, Dominic nodded. “Now the orgy-sized bed makes sense.”

Wait, what?

I stepped closer to see, only for Nate to grab me around the shoulders and haul me into a hug. Other than a kiss on the head, he didn’t seem inclined to do anything now that he had me, and I wondered if he was feeling a little unmoored here. We’d bought this home without him in mind. Did he worry he’d been forgotten in the mayhem?

Grey lifted a finger and pointed to the rooms in order. “Me, Dominic, Mari, and Nate.”

“Why are you on the end?” Nate asked. “I assumed you’d want to be closest to Mari.”

“I’m the first line of defense. I figure I’ll be in her room more often than not, but if something happens, I want to be between it and her.”

“And me?”

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