By the time he released her, Serena’s knees were wobbly and she was not sure she would be able to stand without one or the other of them to help hold her up. As if they could read her mind, both men stepped in close, bracketing her between then.
Once they realized the ceremony was over, the crowd swarmed forward, congratulations, hugs and handshakes of their new friends adding to the joy of the day. Then they were led back to the main building where Chef Connor and his minions had laid out a picnic lunch of chicken tenders, spicy chili, and a number of salads. There were chocolate chip cookies and cupcakes with red frosting and what looked like chocolate flames for dessert.
Serena looked at her men and could only grin. “You guys are amazing to have done all this without me.”
Both men shrugged. “We had a lot of help,” they said in unison.
* * *
That evening, Ford watched with a smile as Noah waltzed Serena around the lobby. He’d had the first dance and now his husband and their subbie were celebrating. He wondered how awkward it would be if he joined them for the next dance.
The staff member running karaoke seemed to understand that slow songs were called for, and whoever was singing had an amazing voice. He only hoped she continued for at least another song or two.
When she began to sing a country song about a dozen roses that he recognized, Ford crossed to where his loves were dancing and wrapped an arm around each one. “May I join you?”
“Absolutely,” Noah said with a grin. “We were wondering how long it would take for you to come to your senses and realize your place was here on the floor with us.”
Shifting so they once again formed a three-person huddle, they shuffled and swayed and circled as the love songs kept playing.
Looking at Noah, Ford leaned in and gave the man a quick kiss. “We did it, lover. We got the girl.”
“We sure did. Plan Seducing Serena was a success,” Noah said as they both turned and kissed each side of their woman’s head.
She looked happy, but looking deep in her eyes, he saw she was worried about something. “What’s wrong, honey?”
She licked her lips and then looked from him to Noah and back again. “I was just wondering what happens when we get back home? What are we going to do about work? Do we go back to our own beds like we used to or are we going to share a room? And how do we do that without having everyone talk?”
Ford looked at Noah who met his gaze before slowly grinning. “You have your own room on the main floor. We can visit you after everyone else retires for the night. No one needs to know until we’re ready to tell them.”
“But—”
“Stop, subbie,” Ford ordered gently. “This is a matter for your Masters to deal with, not for you to worry about. Remember, as our woman and submissive, you follow our orders and life will be all imported beer and name-brand chips.”
Serena giggled and nodded. “Sorry, I forgot that part.”
Ford leaned down and kissed her. “For now, I think it’s time we retire for the evening since we have an early flight home tomorrow.”
Noah and Serena exchanged a quick look before they turned to face him again. “Aye aye, Captain.”
The End