“I wish you didn’t have to experience that.” Callum pulled my chin so I could face him, and he gave me a chaste kiss, then nuzzled his nose against mine. “I hope we can help you find the happiness you deserve.”

Their kindness brought even more tears.

“I’m sorry, baby. Tomorrow is another day for you to find a life that you can curate yourself to make everything that you’ve been through worth it,” Aiden whispered in my ear. I felt lighter just talking about Henry and my baby girl, like I wasn’t holding the weight of guilt on my shoulders. I finally felt like I was moving in the right direction.

“Let’s get some rest baby,” Aiden set me down next to him, lifting the covers so I could lay back and get comfortable. All these emotions had drained me, and I was exhausted. Aiden spooned me while I saw Nathan and Callum play rock paper scissors.

“Fuck, I hate you,” Nathan chuckled as Callum got into the bed next to me. I giggled as they resorted to a childish game to see who could sleep next to me.

Nathan got into the bed next to Callum after he flipped a switch. The shades immediately came down, making the room dark.

“Fuck yes,” I sighed. Laying my head on Callum’s chest, extending my arm out so I could touch Nathan and wiggle myself back to get Aiden to come closer.

“Get some rest, beautiful,” Callum said, kissing my forehead. I closed my eyes, appreciating the warmth and comfort I felt with these guys. It made me realize I deserved better than how Henry had treated me in our last weeks together and I shouldn’t have felt guilty for it. I fell asleep thinking I was lucky, and I hoped this wasn’t just the honeymoon stage.

* * *

I rolled over, stretching in bed, feeling groggy and confused. My bed smelled like the guys and it was so dark. It took a moment to remember I was in Aiden’s bed, but where was everyone? Sitting up, I rubbed my eyes, thinking I desperately needed coffee. I threw the covers off of me, going to the bathroom to freshen up and do my business. I came back to Nathan laying in bed with just his boxer briefs on and I instantly felt hot.

“Good morning, hot stuff.” He sat up. “Have I told you how sexy you look in our clothes? It just makes me want to eat you up.”

I laughed, walking to the bed and sitting next to him. “Lingerie doesn’t do it for you?” I teased.

“Now I didn’t say that.” He grew serious.

“So lace, G-strings and thigh highs, do it for you too?” I said in my best sultry voice.