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Looking out the window, I started to think. I hadn’t spent much of my salary over the last thirteen years, which meant I had a lot of money, and I knew about a house with about ten acres of land, a barn, and a wonderful multi-story house, which was a few miles up from Joe’s cottage.

After we got settled into Joe’s cottage, I drove to the ranch. With a handful of peppermints, I went to see my buddy whom I missed while we were gone.

I hugged Dusty hard. “We figured it out, all three of us are going to be together. It’s going to be perfect because I love them so much.”

I gave him some peppermints, and he nuzzled against my chest, then nosed into my pockets for more treats. “How would you like to have your own barn? And a friend. Joe said he wants a horse of his own. You’d have a friend all the time, and I think we would get one for Dusty, too. I also thought I could get and breed miniature horses. We’d have our own ranch.”

“Took a while to figure it out. Ma said not to get involved in your business, good thing those eagles were around to nudge you.” I laughed as Martin came around the corner.

He was right, he had been telling me about the eagles for weeks, and I never realized he was talking about us.

“You have my permission to get into my life any time you want. I’ve seen your magic around here a few times.”

“Make sure you tell my beautiful wife that because she keeps me on a short leash.” He grinned. “I don’t mind, though.”

I didn’t doubt he loved it. I’ve seen him and his wife together; they were ridiculously in love, and they had to have been married at least fifty years.

“Do you know anything about the house up the road? I have some money, and I think we need our own home. I think it’s got six bedrooms and some land.” If anyone knew about the property, it would be Mr. Wilson.

“Steve Owen owns it. He’s moving to Atlanta near his kids. They had that house full at one point. I can talk to him if you are interested.”

He grinned. “Yeah, I’d like that. I need to get back to my guys.” Before leaving, I fed Dusty a few more peppermints.

Martin pulled me in for a hug. “Go get ‘em. Should have listened to me sooner, though.” He laughed.

As soon as I saw both men, my heart filled. I was going to buy that house, but didn’t want to rush it. This was new, and even though we all talked about not wanting to be in different places, I recognized that it was fragile.

I could buy it and live there alone until they were ready to join me. I knew then that was how I would approach the offer. Having my own breeding program was something I wanted, which meant even if they weren’t ready, it would be perfect for me.

Joe walked over to me and gave me a sweet kiss. “Hey, Baby. We ordered dinner.”

I smiled. This was so domestic it could make a person gag, but for me it felt perfect.

I sat on the couch next to Dusty and gave him a kiss, then had a lap full of Joe. “Dusty wants me to fuck him again.”

Thinking about it aroused me immediately. Watching Joe fill him while I was between his thighs was beyond anything I had ever experienced.

“Nothing I enjoy more than seeing you give each other pleasure.”

“We thought Joe could help fill out our sexy photo album. We need pictures of you and me together. And we’d like all of us together, too.” He grinned like it was the greatest idea ever.

“Since we all travel, we thought having a little book of naughty pictures on the road would help us feel closer when we aren’t together,” Joe said, finishing the suggestion that Dusty had started. They worked so well together. My heart went all fluttery, and I liked the feeling.

“I like the idea of having our own photo albums for when we aren’t together. I think we should continue to add to our personal porn collection.” I said. The fact that my boys were naughty made me happy; it fit perfectly with my desires and needs.

Joe kissed me. As it deepened, it got tongue-heavy. Our lips teased, then his teeth tugged my lower lip. Growling, I slapped his ass. "Keep it up, we won’t be eating pizza."

“Not gonna happen, I am starving.”

As if on cue, the doorbell rang, and Dusty jumped up. “I’ll get plates,” Joe said as he left my lap.

“Mrmph,” I grumbled, having him on my lap pleased me, but I couldn’t deny my hunger. My stomach growled as they returned with the food.

We watched a show, ate until we were stuffed, then snuggled on the couch. I was officially in domestic bliss. In a few short months, I went from accepting I would be alone forever to having these two men that I wanted to be with for the rest of my life.

Before going to bed, I checked my phone and found a message from a Realtor. The house I wanted was available and in my price range. If I were willing, he could meet me at 8:00 a.m. to do a walk-through. I would be leaving Joe’s around 5:30 a.m. to go to the ranch. I would take a break early to check out the house.

As I stood in the living room of the house for sale, I knew I would buy it for my family. It would be perfect, there was a room that would be perfect for Joe’s studio, and another that we could add a desk for Dusty’s office. We could also add some bedrooms for nights when someone needed space. The primary bedroom was large, with an en-suite bathroom that had a huge shower, which would be well used. On the back deck, there was a six-man jacuzzi, which would be as much fun as the shower. It was perfect, and I could see it as our forever home. We could have horses and some other animals—a dog would be nice.