Make Me Yours (Bridgewater County 5)

“We can talk about suing Hawk’s Landing another time,” Gabe said. I had no doubt his firm had a whole floor of lawyers. “As for the tabloids that purchased the photos, I’ve gone ahead and sued them. Slander and other things. Big lawyer words I can’t even remember. There will be a retraction tomorrow. While it won’t take the paper versions of the stories out of circulation and people may not believe it, the photos are off the web sites.”

“It won’t matter,” I said. “The damage is done.”

“They blocked out Micah and Colt’s face and kept yours. They were intentionally harming you, personally.”

I shook my head. “They can write a retraction, but I don’t want them writing the truth. If they do, they’ll find I’m in love with two men and I won’t see Colt or Micah hurt. I’ve done enough to them already.”

“You’re in love with us?”

I spun about, knocking the cordless phone to the floor. There stood Micah and Colt just inside the doorway.

They looked so good. Big and hot and perfect. Yet I could see they looked tired, weary even.

“What are you—”

They stepped into the room, blocked the big TV over the cold fireplace. “You’re in love with us?” Colt asked again.

“I’m sorry,” I said, my voice at first a whisper. I said it again. Louder. “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”

I couldn’t stop saying it because I was. The words I’d said, the accusations. I ached to go to them, but they wouldn’t want me. I’d thrown them under the tabloid bus and fled.

“That’s not what we want to hear, sugar.”

Gabe stood, pulled Ann Marie to her feet. She looked equally parts stunned by the sight of them and equally enthralled. It was obvious she knew nothing of their presence. As for Gabe, I knew he was in on this. Matt, too. “Let’s give them some space, doll.” She gave me a reassuring smile before her husband tugged her out of the room.

Colt and Micah came around the huge coffee table and sat on either side of me. I felt their heat, breathed in their scent, absorbed their presence. It was like a heavy rain after a drought. I needed to be with them.

“This is insane.”

Micah cracked a smile. “You’ve been saying this all along. Yet you say you love us.”

“Right?” Colt added.

I glanced at both of them. So strong. So perfect. I nodded.

“Say it, sugar.”

I cleared my throat, pushing down tears. “I love you.”

They both relaxed then as if they’d been waiting for it, needing it to survive. They grinned and I couldn’t help but smile, too.

Micah pulled me to him, actually tugged me onto his lap, tipped my chin up and kissed me. It was so good. Sweet and hot, my body awakened to his touch. He groaned and I whimpered.

“My turn.” Colt lifted me onto his own lap, kissed me. Tongue was involved. Plenty of it. I wanted them to toss me down on this couch and have their way with me, but they had other plans. Plans that involved…talking.

“You heard Matt,” Colt asked, brushing back my hair.

“That it wasn’t you,” I replied.

“That’s right.”

“I…I knew it wasn’t you, yet I was so angry, so upset that the words just came out.”

“We know. And I said some things that were hurtful. I didn’t mean them.” Colt tipped my chin up. “Will you forgive me?”

“Yes,” I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around him, holding on tight.

“We came here to claim you, Lacey. You can’t get rid of us that easily.”