“You want some help, Angel?”
“No, you and Cruz relax. I’ll make it.”
Paetyn turned to kiss her before she released him and went to the refrigerator. Erin perused the options and decided to make paninis and serve them with sliced fruit and chips. She took out everything she needed and got to work. Cruz joined Paetyn in the living room a few minutes into her making lunch.
When she finished, she placed the plates on the table and grabbed drinks before letting them both know it was ready. They were halfway through lunch when Erin broached what she wanted to discuss.
“Do you remember when I said going back and forth between your rooms wasn’t feasible in the long run?”
“We do,” Cruz responded.
“I don’t want you to think I’m trying to take your space away. I know you need that, but I would like for us to share the same room. You don’t have to move all of your things because I’m sure whatever room we choose wouldn’t be able to hold everything, and when you want your own space, you can have it.”
“The reason we don’t sleep in each other’s rooms is to draw a line in our relationships when we aren’t sure if they’ll last or where they’re going,” Paetyn stated.
“But, we know where this is going. You know we have no intention of letting you go. You’re the only woman we’ve ever asked to move in with us,” Cruz added.
That surprised Erin. Especially since she knew they’d previously been in a relationship that lasted four years, and here they were, one year into their relationship. She’d known what she shared with them was special, was what they all needed and wanted, but it never ceased to amaze her when she saw how much.
“You choose the room, and we’ll move everything into it,” Paetyn stated.
“I think we should pick a room that isn’t either of ours. That way, it’s like a new start, but I don’t think the other guest rooms are big enough,” Erin responded as she thought.
“We could remove the wall between the other two and make it one room,” Cruz responded. “Paetyn already turned the smallest guest room into a closet. The hall bathroom is beside it. We can remodel it and the two rooms on the other side. Make it one large master.”
“You also use that closet,” Paetyn pointed out. “But we can revert our rooms into guest rooms, so we aren’t losing any.”
Erin nodded. That sounded like a good idea. There were five bedrooms upstairs and two downstairs, minus their playrooms. “Until then, we can stay in my room,” she stated.
They finished their lunch, and Erin was excited about the prospect of them remodeling. She grabbed her tablet and decided to try to sketch a few designs. She was far from an architect, but she figured having a visual whenever work started would be helpful.
Erin lay in bed later that night, her finger circling the intricate tattoo design on Paetyn’s wrist; hers and Cruz’s housed similar designs. They were beautiful on their own, but they formed something different once placed next to one another—hers with Paetyn’s, hers with Cruz’s, theirs together. And when all three were next to one another, the intricacies intertwined and flowed together. It symbolized an unbreakable bond, what they’d formed.
Every line of their designs was what hers needed to flourish and be complete, and vice versa. She’d designed them so they could stand on their own and look whole when placed against another one, but it was only when all three came together that the complete picture formed, much like how she saw their relationship.
Cruz slid into bed behind her, his hand ghosting up her side as he kissed her shoulder.
“I think I’ll go Monday and look at bedroom furniture,” she stated.
“Remind me to give you your debit card tomorrow,” Paetyn stated.
Erin furrowed her brow as she looked up at him. “Mine?”
“Yes, yours. We’ve been putting the money you give us for your shop’s utilities in an account,” Cruz stated.
“I should have known you’d do something like that, but I can use it to buy some things.”
“You can use it to buy everything. It’s a joint account. Cruz and I both transfer money into it every month.”
“Mm, I might also have to redo some other rooms then,” she joked.
“Go nuts, Maly,” Cruz stated.
“If you decide to redo the guest rooms up here, I think turning them into nurseries would be the best way to go,” Paetyn stated.
Erin blinked at him. “Three nurseries?”
Cruz chuckled from behind her. “How else are we supposed to fill these rooms?”
“How about we start with one and see where we go from there,” she countered.
“We can do that,” Cruz responded.
“You want to get started on that now?” Paetyn asked with a smirk, and she rolled her eyes at him playfully as she threw her leg over his waist and pulled Cruz against her back.
“Ask me again tomorrow.”
They settled in bed, and as it always was when she was with them, she felt at peace between them. Something about being with them allowed her to let go and not have to hold back because she knew she was safe with them. She never feared being left alone or losing them because they showed her dailyhow much she meant to them. They’d been faithful to Paetyn’s words and treated her emotions and soul like she was an angel they’d do anything to keep.
They’d taken the step to move in together, and she knew that if she uttered the words tomorrow, neither would be opposed to marrying her. Now, they wanted to build a family with her, bring products of their love into the world, and while she hadn’t thought of children before and protested when Emberly asked, she couldn’t think of anything she’d enjoy more than having them with her men down the line. In her opinion, three seemed like a bit much, but who knew what the future would bring? Erin knew one thing: it would be the best sort ofMayhem.
