Page 141 of Devilish Debt
There’s no catching my jaw from falling into my lap.
“One that we want you to wear when it’s hot.When it’s cold.When there’s sunshine.When there’s rain.When we’re near.When we’re far.When there’s great internet and terrible.”He inches the platinum band bearing a tiger’s eye gem in the center.“Marry us,” Garcia declares in such a way I have to look over at Salay to verify it really is anusrather than just him scenario.She eagerly nods in agreement, indicating this was an agreed upon action.“Di que sí,” he passionaitely purrs, thumb giving my arm an encouraging stroke.“Say yes and spend forever with us.”
“Yeah,” quietly escapes as the chairlift stops at the highest point.“Yeah…” Nodding is immediately followed by my mouth briefly smashing against his.“Yeah!” Switching to allow my lips to quickly taste hers occurs next.“Yeah!”
“I think he’s into this marriage thing,” Salay teasingly shoots in our boyfriend – er fiancé’s direction.
“You said us,” I quickly verify, wanting the words out loud.“As in all of us.As in-”
“Legally getting around shit is my specialty,” Garcia insists while Salay lifts my hand the ring to be slipped on, “and fucking with paperwork is yours,” the piece of jewelry slowly gets inched on, “and rewriting rules is hers-”
“I’m very good at it.”
“So, yes.All of usare in on this marriage.”The second the ring is in place, he offers me a small warm-hearted grin.“We knew you needed a proposal of some kind; therefore…we wanted you to have it.”
“Wait,” my stare swings to hers, “you don’t?”
“Fuck no,” she brushes off as another gust of winter air blows past us.“I have you.I have him.I have what I need.No ring necessary.”
“But like…my guy,” my gaze glides back over to him, “we’regonnaget her a ring, right?”
“Sí,” chuckles Garcia before planting a kiss on the side of forehead.“Wepicked out yours.We’llpick out hers-”
“I really don’tneedone.”
“And you two –if you want-”
“We’ll so want,” I mirthfully interrupt.
“-you can pick out mine.”
Unfathomable joy and excitement rips through my system not only rebooting the entire thing but bringing it online in a way I’ve only dreamt of.“We’re really doing this?!”
“We’ve alreadybeendoing this,” Salay reminds at the same time Garcia extends his now free hand over to fold fingers with her in my lap.“We’re just agreeing tokeepdoing this…” Her eyes find mine, allowing me to see the adoration.“Forever.”
“Para siempre,” echoes our salt and pepper haired partner.
Both of my hands land lovingly on top of theirs, sealing our fates together alongside my whispered agreement, “Forever.”
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