“On your honeymoon?” Leo spluttered. He gave me an astonished glance before he turned back to the triplets. “Are you sure that’s—”
“If you don’t want to come, that would be even better,” Levi interrupted with a playful smirk.
“I’ll be there,” Leo replied immediately, narrowing his eyes at Levi. “Someone has to make sure she gets a break from you three occasionally.”
Liam and I exchanged amused glances. The rivalry between Leo and the triplets had softened into something closer to brotherly teasing, though they’d all deny it if asked, especially Leo and Levi.
“I can’t wait to be back at the beach house,” I said, thinking of the private island paradise where the triplets had proposed. The memory of dropping to one knee in perfect unison, the gorgeous ring held out, still made my heart race.
“Our first night there as husband and wife,” Liam said softly against my ear. “As your official mates.”
