Which they hadn’t been, and Travis liked to give Kylie a hard time about it.

There weren’t any modern light fixtures or any fancy geometric shapes or any of those sinks that come on by themselves, but the house was breathtaking. The appliances were all new, the kitchen was spacious enough now to contain their entire family. And it did. Often.

Kylie had originally complained that she wouldn’t be able to entertain that many people. She only did that once, by the way. Complain that is. Every time after, which was occurring almost weekly these days, that she invited the entire Walker clan over, she was handling them all as though she’d been in the family for years.

Pushing up on the bed and reclining against the headboard, Travis waited patiently for Kylie to return. He knew there wasn’t any rushing her. Ever.

He remembered the week she had decided she wanted to remodel the master bedroom. Thankfully, she’d allowed the subcontracted crews to come in and tear out the bathroom and replace everything with more modern renditions of the old stuff she was so captivated by. But once that was done, and they had built the custom walk-in closet, she’d insisted that Gage and Travis stay out of the room until she was finished with it.

Considering they had another king size bed in one of the guest rooms to sleep in, they hadn’t complained. Too much. They had, however, made sure to inform Kylie every night when they crawled into bed, exactly what she had to do to make up for kicking them out of their bedroom. Travis was pretty sure Kylie had enjoyed that as much as they had.

But he was glad they’d been able to move back into the master suite, especially after she got through with it. The walls had been painted a dark gray, and heavy, black drapes hung over the windows so they could eliminate all light when necessary – which was never necessary, but Travis didn’t point that out either. They still had the same furniture that Travis’ parents had purchased for them specifically – although, at the time, they’d thought it was just for Gage. There was also a freestanding fireplace in the corner that they never got to use either because it didn’t get cold enough in Texas, but Travis learned right-quick that telling Kylie that was not in his best interest.

But aside from the relaxing colors and the unnecessary accessories (again he’d keep that part to himself) what Travis loved the most was the huge, flat panel television that she had put on the wall at the end of the bed. Ok, that was kind of a lie. What he really loved was the vast collection of porn that Kylie had somehow acquired over the last few months.

Yes, the woman was insatiable.

Did he mention she was absolutely perfect? Well, he meant to.

“What are you doing in there?” Gage called to Kylie, rerouting Travis’ thoughts to the present.

“You don’t worry about that,” she called out, and they both laughed.

“Remember that spanking you got last week?” Gage asked as he rearranged his naked body close to Travis.

“I certainly do,” she said, her voice muffled as she moved around in the closet.

Travis glanced over at Gage. “It’s not gonna help to threaten her with another. She enjoyed that.”

“She did, didn’t she?” Gage grinned, leaning over and pressing a kiss against Travis’ mouth.

“What was that for?” he asked.

“Because I can.”

“Think so, huh?” Travis asked. “Well, I dare you to do it again, then.”

When Gage moved in closer, Travis met him half way and managed to ease them down onto the bed until he was practically on top of Gage. They might’ve just had mind blowing orgasms, but Travis loved this part of it just as much. He found he could get lost for hours in Gage’s and Kylie’s kisses. Not that they had an exorbitant amount of free time these days to just fool around, but they carved out as much time as they could.

Like today. All three of them were playing hooky from work. Just because they could. Since the resort was in the final stage and Gage had officially accepted the job as head of security for AI, they could manage to sneak a little time off from time to time. And if they couldn’t, well, they sometimes did anyway.

Travis palmed Gage’s face as he pulled back, staring down at him. “Damn, you manage to take my breath away. You know that?”

“It’s my goal in life,” Gage answered, his voice just as weak as Travis’.

“Well, I can effectively say that you both steal my breath,” Kylie said as she moved up on the bed beside them.

Travis and Gage turned to look at her at the same time. “What the hell were you doing in there?” She still didn’t have a stitch of clothing on – thank you God – but she didn’t seem to have anything else either.

“Nothing,” she said with a mischievous smile.

Travis shifted, rolling off of Gage and then trapping Kylie beneath his body. He got her flat on her back and stared down at her as she smiled so sweetly up at him.

“You’re a sneaky woman, you know that?” he asked as he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her mouth. “But just remember, we’ll always be sneakier.”

“I wouldn’t count on that,” she argued, her smile getting brighter.

Travis glanced over at Gage, and a knowing look passed between them.

“I’ll get her tied up, you get the other thing,” Travis told Gage, and the man was off the bed and down the hall in an instant.

“Don’t tie me up,” Kylie said.

What Travis heard was, “Please tie me up.”

Did he mention the woman was insatiable? The beautiful, beaming grin on her face was not that of a woman who didn’t want to give herself over to the two men she declared her love for each and every day.

But little did she know, Travis had no intention of tying her up. At least not yet.

A minute later, Gage returned and joined them on the bed.

“I thought you were going to tie me up?” Kylie asked, and she sounded disappointed, which made Travis laugh.

“You told me not to,” he pointed out.

“You’ve never listened to me before,” she laughed, her eyes darting back and forth between him and Gage. “What’s going on?”

Travis moved over to one side of Kylie, allowing Gage to ease up on her other side. Resting his head on one hand, Travis stared down at her and then back at Gage.

“We sort of wanted to ask you something,” Gage said, sounding incredibly nervous.

Damn cop. He could stare down an armed maniac, but he couldn’t muster the courage to ask the woman that he loved…

“Will you marry us?” Gage popped the question and Kylie’s head jerked toward him.

“What?”

“You heard him,” Travis added.

“I know what I heard, but I don’t know what it means.”

Travis raised an eyebrow. “No? Ok, well, let me explain how this works.”

Kylie slapped his chest playfully at the same time she told him to hush.

Travis smiled at her, letting her see every ounce of the love he had for her and this man.

“We want to marry you,” Gage said again, sounding a little choked up which caused Travis to look up at him.

“True,” he agreed. “However,” glancing down at Kylie, a knowing look passed between them and they looked at Gage. “We want to marry you too.”

“You wanna… Wait, what?” Gage’s mouth hung open as he stared back at them.

It was true, Travis managed to get them both good.

Kylie grinned again, and she looked so beautiful staring up at Gage, enjoying the fact that they’d managed to make him speechless. Travis leaned over the edge of the bed and opened the drawer on his nightstand, retrieving a piece of paper that he’d had his lawyers draw up. Thanks to Luke’s unsolicited advice, Travis used a similar contract to one Luke, Cole and Sierra had had drawn up to substantiate their relationship.

He passed the piece of paper to Kylie, and she, in turn, handed it to Gage.

“What’s this?” he asked, his eyes darting back and forth between them.

“Read it,” Travis told him as he leaned down and kissed Kylie on the mouth.

Gage spent a few minutes skimming the paper as they watched him. When he was finished, his eyes were curiously glassy, but he was smiling and that smile pierced Travis’ heart in a big way. “So?”

“So what?” Gage asked with a smirk.

Travis knew the routine. They didn’t let Kylie off the hook by beating around the bush, and he obviously wasn’t going to get special treatment either.

“Will you marry us?” Travis asked, all humor disappearing because the question was the most important one of his life.

“Absolutely.” The fact that there was no hesitation in Gage’s answer made his heart beat harder.

“But I never got an answer,” Gage said peering down at Kylie.

“What was the question again?” she laughed, but it quickly died on her lips as she stared up at them. “Of course I will marry you both. It would make me the happiest woman in the world.”

Gage took her hand in his and Travis watched the exchange, but it took Kylie a second to realize what was going on. When Gage pulled his hand back, Kylie was staring down at her finger, her eyes wide and full of unshed tears.

“Oh, my goodness. It’s… Wow. It’s so beautiful.”

Travis had to agree. And the fact that the ring had sentimental meaning made it even more so.

Travis and Gage had been talking about getting Kylie a ring, but they wanted something that would signify their love for each other – all three of them. They’d been keeping an eye out, but they didn’t come up with anything until the day he and Gage went to the bank and retrieved Gage’s personal items that he’d stashed in a safe deposit box. They were the only physical possessions he had left after the fire, besides what he’d been carrying with him in his truck while he travelled.