"We know, Harper." Blaise was the first to speak. "You never had to make a choice between us."
"Well… forgive me for not believing you," I said, my lips unfurling into a smile. "Back then, I could barely handle one of you, let alone two of you at once. I couldn't even deal with my own feelings, I had no business trying to juggle both of you."
"And how about now?" Damon asked.
"Now… I want to make it clear to the Moon Goddess that I'm choosing both of you as mates." My face flushed as I caught the delighted and lascivious grins on both their faces. I paused, hoping that they wouldn't want me to say it out loud.
"And?" Blaise prodded wickedly. "What do you wish to cement our union? Do you want a public ceremony?"
"Yes, Harper, I'm very interested to know what you would propose."
"Of course I don't want a public ceremony!" I spluttered out. "And both of you know how to cement a mate bond― it's via c-con-consummation. I'm not letting the both of you fuck me in p-public!"
