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It seemed to reset him, though, because his color started going back to normal. “You can’t just move in with two alphas you’ve only known a few weeks. You don’t know them. And there’s two of them.”

I wasn’t sure if either of those facts was the issue or not.

“It feels right.” Moving from my chair to cuddle up beside him on the couch, I tried to let my calm sink into him. He worried so much about all of us that one day it was going to give him a heart attack. Change wasn’t easy for him either.

As his body relaxed and he wrapped his arms around me, I sighed. “It feels right, Tanner. They’re just…shit. You should really get to know Russ more. He’s funny and loves driving Graham insane. And he hates eating healthy. He’s even got this stash of crap junk food in his truck that he doesn’t think Graham knows about. They’re so cute together and they want me to be part of their family.”

I didn’t have a way to explain how they made me feel. “The minute I met Graham, and then again when I met Russ, it was like the world tilted and nothing was quite the same after that. It was so weird because I knew Graham was seeing someone else, but I just couldn’t help it. And I’ve never been the type of guy to want a married alpha. That’s just not me.”

Tanner nodded, chuckling quietly. “Yeah, Shane kept saying he was single, but I’ve never seen a single alpha so hesitant about approaching an omega.”

“Shane must have choked on his tongue when he realized Graham and Russ were a thing.” Austin giggled, wiggling so excitedly in his seat that he almost fell off the chair.

And he was still sober.

“Oh yeah.” Tanner’s laughter was less stressed that time. “But he got over it and he’s actually not shocked about the two alphas together thing. Now he’s having a heart attack about what his mother will say, but that’s another story.”

That caught Wade’s attention more than me moving in with Graham and Russ. “But how will you feel if Graham never tells his family about your relationship? You’re basically going to be in-laws, but they might never know.”

Austin barked out a laugh. “You’re going to end up being related to Tanner if Shane ever pops the question.”

Tanner snorted. “Don’t rush me.”

That had everyone laughing. If anyone was going to end up jumping into marriage, it was him and Shane. They just screamed commitment and ceremonies whenever they looked at each other. Austin and I had a bet going that they’d be married within the year. I thought more than six months from when they first became a couple, but he thought less than six months.

I was pretty sure he had insider knowledge, but if he thought Tanner’s father would let him do a quickie wedding, he was crazy. That man was going to drive everyone nuts pestering Tanner for a huge society wedding. Then after a few months of that insanity, they’d elope.

Well after the six-month deadline.

Now Austin, he would end up eloping to Vegas one afternoon and just show up married the next day.

“See, at least I can’t marry them.” I wasn’t going to tell Tanner that Russ had made it clear their omega would marry Graham. That was more information than Tanner needed to know.

Tanner huffed, but Bradley gave me a narrow look and finally stepped into the crazy conversation. “How do you feel about the possibility of never being able to show Russ how much you love him in front of Graham’s family? And we all know you wouldn’t be thinking of moving in unless you loved them.”

Austin hit him with a throw pillow, dead center of his frowning face.

“Damn it, Bradley, don’t rain on his parade with reality.” Austin seemed offended for me and Bradley was just pissed, but it was a legitimate question. “And he gets to decide when he wants to admit he loves them. That’s how it works, damn it.”

“Reality isn’t bad.” I snuggled back against Tanner because I didn’t like the question and I wasn’t quite ready to admit just how in love I was. Tanner was still nervous about me just moving in with them and I was pretty sure one of my Masters needed to say it first. “I don’t know.”

Thinking about Bradley’s question had my stomach starting to twist in unpleasant ways. “Russ is fine with it. His family has had these kinds of relationships for generations and he knows what he’s getting into.”

But that didn’t help me.

I shrugged again. “I just don’t know how I’ll feel about it. Not telling strangers won’t bother me because how often will that happen? I don’t tell people at the grocery store about my being a sub, or hell, my being an omega. So that part isn’t hard. Most of the time we don’t even know our neighbors anyway.”

Austin shivered, nodding dramatically. “One of my neighbors died last year, but he’d been dead a month before anyone realized it. I’d never even met the guy. I thought the man I waved to as we drove by was the owner. It turned out that was just his gardener. The man was very well dressed for working in the outdoors.”

Laughter bubbled through the room even though it probably wasn’t funny. Bradley refused to let us move on from his question, though. “What are you going to do?”

He really needed to get laid.

“Talk to my Masters, duh.” I rolled my eyes as Austin giggled. “I’m going to talk to them about it. I’m going to spend the whole weekend with them starting Friday, so we’ll discuss it then. I think I’ll struggle a bit, but I want both of them happy. If that means I compromise and just try to avoid Graham’s family, so be it.”

Tanner cleared his throat, looking both guilty and frustrated. “There’s no chance of that. Once they see you’ve moved in, they’re going to descend like a hoard of locusts. They keep trying to come over for a barbecue. I don’t even have plates for that many people that aren’t china for some magazine spread. Shane said he’d order everything, but I really don’t want anyone in my space. Shane’s trying to be understanding, but he thinks I’m insane.”

That had everyone giggling again. When we’d calmed down, I squeezed his leg. “It sounds insane until you realize how often your dad dragged photographers and reporters through the house. You like your privacy for a reason. That’s not crazy.”