"They say you only have one soulmate. I say, love doesn't follow rules, it writes its own."
Alec never planned on falling for either of them. Let alone both.
But there they were Viv and Mara curled on either side of him on the oversized velvet couch in the loft they'd all started calling the nest.
The storm outside tapped gently against the tall windows. A record played low from the corner speaker, the melody lazy, soft, coaxing. Inside, the air was thick with warmth and something unspoken. Not tension. Not confusion. Something heavier, more tangled: connection.
Alec sipped his wine, eyes drifting from Viv to Mara, and wondered for the hundredth time how they got here.
Viv was all fire. Golden hair, wicked laugh, the kind of confidence that could command a room or start a riot. Mara w
