Emmet lifted his head and smiled. He wrapped his hands around Bowen and Landon’s arms and squeezed, drawing them closer into our huddle.
I tipped my head against Landon’s, my heart and soul too full to hold on to this moment any longer. Everything was brimming over, everything was perfect, with all three of the men I loved more than life itself in my arms.
This is how we were meant to be. This is what our life was meant to be.
Family.