Bonus scene
WREN
"Lucky this place is big enough," Tiger said. He placed the last of Bray's boxes inside the door and straightened up.
"We would have made it work." Bray shrugged. "This place is big enough for ten people."
"That depends on the people," Tiger said.
I stepped up behind him and wrapped my arms around him. "I only need the three best people."
Bray grinned. "Shame you got stuck with us then."
Tiger flipped him off. "Speak for yourself, dickhead."
"Are you two going to argue like this all the time?" Lex stepped through the doorway with another box.
"Chances are we will," Bray agreed. "Wren wouldn't have it any other way, would you Wren?"
"I’m used to it," I admitted. "I don't think we'd be us without some friendly ribbing here and there."
"As long as it stays friendly." Lex lowered the box to the floor and shook out his wrist. He got his cast off a couple of weeks ago, but he was still tender and stiff. According to the doctor, being kicked in an already broken bone meant it would take longer to fully heal, if it ever did. It would never be as strong as it once was. He never complained about it. We’d walked away alive. That was the most important thing.
I looked around at my three guys and smiled.
"What is it?" Bray asked suspiciously. "Is this where you tell us you need us to model for pendants?" He wiggled his eyebrows.
"As if you wouldn't be first in line," I said with a laugh. "I do want to make pendants that look just like you, but that wasn't what I was thinking."
"You were thinking you should get a clit piercing?" Tiger suggested.
"Maybe, but no." I waited for Lex to make a suggestion of his own.
"You were going to tell us where the pool table is going?" He grinned.
"No, but that's a good idea," I said. "We should definitely get one of those if we can fit it in somewhere." Tiger's apartment, now the apartment we all shared, was big enough. Right?
"I was thinking how lucky I am to have three incredible guys," I said. "I love you all."
"We love you too," Lex said.
All three of them surrounded me and pulled me in for a hug. They all smelled of their own, individual masculine scent and a touch of sweat from moving Bray upstairs. A heady smell for sure. If I could bottle it, I'd be rich.
In the meantime, I was going to keep making my pendants and enjoying my guys. That was all I needed in the world.